Quotes About Vulnerability

Careful boy, that one will steal your heart. Men fall for her like wheat before a sickle blade.

Para qué voy a llevar un puñal? —replicó ella—. Soy una dulce y delicada flor, ¿no? Una mujer que se pasea exhibiendo un puñal solo busca problemas. —Metió una mano en un bolsillo y sacó un largo y delgado trozo de metal con uno de los bordes reluciente—. Sin embargo, una mujer que esconde un puñal está preparada por si surgen problemas. En general, es más cómodo aparentar que eres inofensiva. Menos problemático.

it is better to have a mouthful of poison than a secret of the heart. Any fool will spit out poison, he says, but we hoard these painful treasures. We swallow hard against them every day, forcing them deep inside us. There they sit, growing heavier, festering. Given enough time, they cannot help but crush the heart that holds them.

In many ways, unwise love is the truest love. Anyone can love a thing because. That's as easy as putting a penny in your pocket. But to love something despite. To know the flaws and love them too. That is rare and pure and perfect.

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.

Lloraba en silencio por ella misma, porque había algo profundamente herido en su interior. Yo ignoraba qué era, ni me atrevía a preguntárselo. Me limitaba a decir lo que podía para calmar su dolor y la ayudaba a cerrar los ojos para rehuir la realidad.

No piensas en mi como yo en ti, no me importa, pero si también tienes frío, podrías acercarte y rodearme con tus brazos. Sólo 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.

There are names for people who take advantage of woman who are not in full control of themselves".

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.

She started to turn her face to me, then stopped and looked down again. "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.

Ho imparato che il modo migliore per essere al sicuro è fare in modo che i tuoi nemici pensino di non poterti ferire

It took him a long miserable time before he realized the truth of things: there is a great deal of difference between a penis and a heart.

Its a horrible thing to have your body failure, you never think about it when you are young

With one glance he had got himself trapped in the brown fundament of her eyes, he was in danger of sinking, as if into a soft, brown swamp, and he had to close his own eyes for a second to get out of it..

How quickly the apparently solidly laid foundation of one's existence could crumble.

What's powerful about a love scene is not seeing the act. It's seeing the passion, the need, the desire, the caring, the fear.

Sex slaves can rarely defend themselves, and the dead are even worse off in this instance than the living. The

The knot of her hands and the pulses in her throat rejected any possibility that their meeting might be a casual one. But, of course, she could not explain, nor was her face of any more assistance than her tongue; in fact, as she herself knew, in moments of stress she could resemble a congested turkey.

Souls unite in the face of violence, if only on the common ground of frailty.

Gratefully, I've lived long enough to know that if I can own my failures, others won't struggle with them either.

I recorded a song called, I Fall to Pieces, and I was in a car wreck. Now I'm worried because I have a brand-new record, and it's called Crazy!

One in four girls will experience sexual abuse by the time she is sixteen, and 48 percent of all rapes involve a young woman under the age of eighteen. It's not surprising then, that in a society where sexual abuse of young women is rampant, many women never share their stories. They remain hidden and invisible.

It doesn't matter if you come from money or you are poor: If your family has already made you feel that you are not worthy, you begin to believe it, and when someone comes along and tells you that you are beautiful/special/wonderful and showers you with attention and gifts, or offers you money when you desperately need it, you are vulnerable and ready to trust

Whatever your age, you are the right age to be coming out and telling your truth. Find someone to tell- and tell, tell, tell, until your lungs ache. Tell until you can't tell anymore. It won't take away what happened to you, but it will re-map your life and take away the power from the abuse and the abuser. You are strong and resilient. You are not alone.