Quotes About Vulnerability

Since we met, ever since that first time when we each sat on a toilet, up against the radiator, ever since then I have never been completely alone, even after you left me. Before that there had never really been anything in my life. But once someone has stood under the cold shower just so that you can stay under the warm one, then you can never really be totally alone again.

In a sense, the mentally deranged and feebleminded were my guardian angels, and when I hadn't seen any of them in a long time, the sight of an idiot gave me a sudden burst of health and strength.

The factor that made him so powerful was also his greatest liability.

I'm told women scream when they give birth because of the intense pain. And I think about how easily life can just slide away, like thawing ice. And how it's only the living that scream.

These eggs are broken. Cracked." "Yes, ma'am. That happens sometimes." "Does it?" "Yes, it's the unfortunate part of being an egg.

Life and death lived inside each other. That's what occured to me. Death was inside all of us, waiting for warmer nights, a compromised system, a beetle, as in the now dying black timber on the mountains.

The reason people are so moved by art and why artists tend to take it all so seriously is that if they are real and true they come to the painting with everything they know and feel and live, and all the things they don't know, and some of the things they hope, and they are honest about them all and put them on the canvas. What can be more serious?

we can proceed in our lives just as easily from love to love as from loss to loss. A good thing to remember in the middle of the night when you're not sure how you will get through the next three breaths.

She collapsed. I stepped forward and caught her. I thought of two trees nearly unrooted and leaning against each other.

You know just one cough, he says. That's what they said at the end. Not just through blood. Sharing bodily fluids. I'm not fucking a Mennonite. A cough is a bodily fluid. Land in your eye. Open your mouth to speak.

Life and death lived inside each other. That's what occurred to me. Death was inside all of us, waiting for warmer nights, a compromised system, a beetle, as in the now dying black timber on the mountains. And life was inside death, virulent and insistent as a strain of flu. How it should be. It

People need people, more than any other being needs any other being, and Jack thought as he sifted the remnants of the nightmare that the need makes us particularly vulnerable.

The tears that weren't there yesterday flood. Break the dam and flood.

Life and death lived inside each other. That's what occurred to me. Death was inside all of us, waiting for warmer nights, a compromised system, a beetle, as in the now dying black timber on the mountains. And life was inside death, virulent and insistent as a strain of flu. How it should be.

Our confidence in our invulnerability is the weakness he will profit from.

We sat there and I knew that this was how it felt to be totally accepted. You sit close to another person and are understood, everything is understood and nothing is judged and you are indispensable.

The fear for oneself, that one can do something about. Upon it one can turn the light of awareness. But when one is no longer worrying about oneself, then the fear comes for other people and, after that, for the world. There are no fearless people, only fearless moments.

I like him. I have a weakness for losers. Invalids, foreigners, the fat boy of the class, the ones nobody ever wants to dance with. My heart beats for them. Maybe because I've always known that in some way I will forever be one of them.

Balancing concealment and exposure is one of the trickiest problems in personal relations and in social life at large.

It sounds so trite but in relationships, you have to communicate.

And the man and his wife were both naked, and they were not ashamed.

“I heard Your voice in the garden,” he replied, “and I was afraid because I was naked; so I hid myself.”

Behold, this day You have driven me from the face of the earth, and from Your face I will be hidden; I will be a fugitive and a wanderer on the earth, and whoever finds me will kill me.”

But when he drank some of its wine, he became drunk and uncovered himself inside his tent.