Quotes About Vulnerability

Positioning ourselves, physically and psychologically, on the same plane with our subjects can help us avoid what Gardner refers to as "frigidity" in our writing, one of the "faults of soul" he warns against. Frigidity is coldhearted failure to respond on a deep, human level to the characters and events of our story. Sometimes,

Are you kidding? I'm a terrible cook, but John is a really great one. Literally, I never cook. The whole time we were dating, I prepared two officially romantic meals. Both of them were such disasters that he begs me never to go into the kitchen again.

a kid snatched from the jaws of a savage wolf," which sounds suspiciously like the first-century equivalent of roadkill.

The sort of thinking at the time was, 'Well, we're giving you access to medical care which you wouldn't otherwise be able to get, so your payment is that we get to use you in research.'

If I'm afraid of someone on the street, I'll turn to him (it's always a boy) and say, "Excuse me, do you happen to know what time it is?" This is my way of saying to the person, "I see you as a friend, and there is no need to hurt me or take my stuff. Also, I don't even have a watch and I am probably not worth mugging." So far, it's worked like gangbusters... And I've discovered that most people I'm afraid of are actually very friendly.

Some feeling had started in my stomach and was traveling up to my face, and I knew that when it got there I would turn bright red and hear the ocean, which is what happens when I get put on the spot. If I don't cry, I turn red and hear the ocean. It's a lose-lose situation.

Em: I'm falling apart. That's what I'm trying to tell you Bridge: You're not falling apart. You're scared. Em: Isn't that the same thing? Bridge: No

That's what happens when people take away their love, Bea. It makes you smaller. Sometimes, it makes you disappear.

Her lids tremble and her eyeballs look like they might disappear into her head.

It's simple to love someone. But it's hard to know when you need to say it out loud.

Belle surprised me. "Well, it's simple to love someone," she said. "But it's hard to know when you need to say it out loud.

That's what happens when people take away their love, Bea. It makes you smaller. Sometimes it makes you disappear" -Sheila

I had too much power, I thought. I might consume him out of my own curiosity simply because I could. I could stay or go. He could not. He had too much power, I thought. He could reject me. He could break me in two.

At the beauty of what she had stumbled onto, at the fear that something terrible would happen because she was not vigilant enough. She cried at the fear of something so good that she would not be brave enough to bear it.

Nothing we can do together is ever going to be embarrassing.

She relaxed against him. "I need to sleep." "Good idea. Too bad we have to move to get under the covers." "And maybe put on some pants and a bra in case someone comes in." "I don't need a bra." "Funny.

Never raise your hand to your kids. It leaves your groin unprotected.

I'm not sure letting people at their money all the time is such a great idea. Even level-headed people make some pretty stupid decisions with a bellyful at three in the morning. I don't think adding ready cash to the equation is bound to help.

Tension is actually the platform that gives you an opportunity to demonstrate that this is a safe place.

So what is love? It's an unbuttoning of the self. Not an unbuttoning of the clothing covering your sexy self, but the reassurance that, without any camouflage, cover-ups or compromise, you're safe. You're in the presence of another person who would rather be with you than with anyone else.

Graham turned to face her. "Never be afraid to talk to me.

But he could see only two ways past his fear of loving Beth—drawing closer or pulling away, and neither was tenable.

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We must in the end acknowledge the infirmity of our nature