Quotes About Vulnerability

As he continued to load the barrow, he moved slower and slower, like a machine winding down. Eventually he stopped completely and stood for a long minute, still as stone. Only then did his composure break. And even with no one there to see, he hid his face in his hands and wept quietly, his body wracked with wave on wave of heavy, silent sobs.

I said nothing. Like a child playing find-and-catch, it was my sincere hope that if I closed my eyes and remained perfectly still, the pain wouldn´t be able to find me.

Solo la verdad podría romperme. ¿Qué hay más duro que la verdad?

No piensas en mí como yo en ti. No me importa. Pero si también tienes frío, podrías acercarte y rodearme con los brazos. Solo un poco. Con un nudo en la garganta, me acerqué, me senté a su lado y la abracé. —Qué bien —dijo ella, más relajada—. Es como si hasta ahora siempre hubiera tenido frío." El Nombre Del Viento.

It's a horrible thing to have your body fail you. You never think about it when you're young.

You wouldn't think a girl in bandages with a blackened eye could be beautiful, but Denna was. Lovely as the moon: not flawless, perhaps, but perfect.

If you can find someone like that, someone who you can hold and close your eyes to the world with, then you're lucky. Even if it only lasts for a minute or a day.

He writes like he´s afraid someone might actually understand him.

You go rummaging around in other people's lives. You hear rumors and go digging for the painful truth beneath the lovely lies. You believe you have a right to these things. But you don't." He looked hard at the scribe. "When someone tells you a piece of their life, they're giving you a gift, not granting you your due.

La experiencia me ha enseñado que la mejor forma de protegerte es hacer creer a tus enemigos que no pueden hacerte daño.

Deoch, mi corazón es más duro que el cristal. Cuando ella lo golpee, comprobará que es fuerte como el latón al hierro, o como una mezcla de oro y adamante. No creas que no soy consciente, que soy como un ciervo asustado que se queda paralizado al oír las cornetas de los cazadores. Es ella quien debería andarse con cuidado, porque cuando lo golpee, mi corazón producirá un sonido tan hermoso y tan claro que la hará venir hacia mí volando.

El amor es ciego, y sordomudo.

Takže ano, m?la své vady, ale co znamenají drobné kazy, když jde o záležitosti srdce? Milujeme to, co milujeme. Rozum do toho nemá co mluvit. Svým zp?sobem je práv? nerozumná láska ta pravá. Každý dokáže n?co milovat, protože… To je snadné stejn? jako str?it si minci do kapsy. Ale milovat navzdory…Znát chyby a i k t?m chovat lásku. To je vzácné a ryzí a dokonalé.

She knew. She should have moved more gently with the world. She knew the way of things. She knew if you weren't always stepping lightly as a bird the whole world came apart to crush you. Like a house of cards. Like a bottle against stones. Like a wrist pinned hard beneath a hand with the hot breath smell of want and wine . . . .

Una llamada de ayuda atrae a los depredadores como el olor de la sangre transportado por el viento.

Eres tan amable. Nunca me precionas...-Volvió a interrumpirse y se dejo caer un poco mas sobre mi pecho. Entonces se animó-. Podrías presionarme, ¿No? Un poco.

She felt flat and scraped as an old hide. Dry as paper written on both sides.

Meu coração é feito de material mais forte do que o vidro.

Remember: there are three things all wise men fear: the sea in storm, a night with no moon, and the anger of a gentle man." The

Auri merely stood there for a long moment. She thought that she might cry, but when she felt around inside herself she found she had no crying left. She was full of broken glass and burrs.

I've learned that the best way to stay safe is to make your enemies think you can't be hurt.

Are you expecting someone to poison you?" he said, somewhat taken aback. "Not really. But it seems to me that if you wait around until you know you need an antidote, it's probably too late to pick one up.

It's quite a thing," she said. "There are so many men, all endlessly attempting to sweep me off my feet. And there is one of you, trying just the opposite. Making sure my feet are firm beneath me, lest I fall.

Sabía lo rápido que podían romperse las cosas. Hacías todo lo que podías. Te ocupabas del mundo. Confiabas en estar a salvo. Pero aun así, ella lo sabía. Podía llegar aplastándolo todo, y no podías hacer nada.