Quotes About Vulnerability

Siempre hay dos opciones existenciales: estamos en el amor o estamos en el miedo. Cuando estamos instalados en el miedo, tememos ser heridos y el corazón se cierra, el ego toma el control y queremos un disfrute sin riesgos. Nos volvemos posesivos, queremos todo de todos, que nos contengan, que nos tengan en cuenta permanentemente, que no nos sofoquen ni manipulen.

Nu ascunde totul de teama de a obosi sau plictisi. Caut?-le pe acele persoane în faÈ›a c?rora te poÈ›i exprima aÈ™a cum eÈ™ti. Nimic nu este mai nepotrivit È™i mai d?un?tor decât s?-È›i suspenzi emoÈ›ia din cauza condiÈ›ion?rii stupide a presupusei tale atitudini protectoare fa?? de aproape.

Por lo demás, éramos sólo dos buenos amigos que se abrieron sus vidas para mostrarse cómo eran, dos amigos que, y apenas hoy me doy cuenta, no podían vivir el uno sin el otro, y que de tanto estar juntos se volvieron imprescindibles, y que de tanto quererse como amigos, uno de ellos quiso más de la cuenta, más de lo que una amistad permite, porque para que una amistad perdure todo se admite, menos que alguno la traicione metiéndole amor

Yo tuve más miedo que el, porque no se trataba solo de gusto y amor, la cosa era de coraje tambien. Había que tener muchas güevas para meterse con una mujer como Rosario.

I never reread what I've written. I'm far too afraid to feel ashamed of what I've done.

I know very little of my own work by heart, because I don't like what I write. In fact, I find myself personally expressed far better in the writings of other poets than in my own, because I know all my mistakes—I know all the chinks and all the padding, I know that a particular line is weak, and so on. I read other poets in a different way; I don't look too closely at them.

A página de perfeição, a página na qual nenhuma palavra pode ser alterada sem prejuízo, é a mais precária de todas.

Those who defend the right to life of the weakest among us must be equally visable in support of the quality of life of the powerless among us: the old and the young, the hungry and the homeless, the undocumented immigrant and the unemployed worker.

Build it all up, and it all falls down. It all burns down. Everything you need can be taken. Remember that, nieces. Everything you hold dear, it can be taken.

That story I loved so much as a child has become all too real to me now. But I'm not the boy in that old story who could run forever without tiring. I don't have a bow and arrow. No weapons at all.

You should be willing to be eaten also. You are food body.

Human beings are born too soon; they are unfinished, unready as yet to meet the world. Consequently their whole defense from a universe of dangers is the mother, under whose protection the intra-uterine period is prolonged.

The girl was absorbed in him, without consciousness or shame.

Minden szenvedés titkos oka - írta - maga a halandóság, amely egyúttal az élet elsÅ'dleges feltételét is alkotja. Ha igent akarunk mondani az èletre, akkor nem tagadhatjuk meg annak végességét sem.

It is hard to be brave, when you're only a Very Small Animal.

Desperately brave generals are often frightened of mice. Sometimes they even boast of their little weakness.

When a person feels powerless in regard to controlling his life, he can defend against the discomfort of such an experience by asserting control over someone else.

The critical period of matrimony is breakfast-time.

The poet exposes himself to the risk. All that has been said about poetry, all that he has learned about poetry, is only a partial assurance.

Pooh," said Rabbit kindly, "you haven't any brain." "I know," said Pooh humbly.

It is hard to be brave, when you're only a Very Small Animal.

It's a little Anxious," Piglet said to himself, "to be a Very Small Animal Entirely Surrounded by Water. Christopher Robin and Pooh could escape by Climbing Trees, and Kanga could escape by Jumping, and Rabbit could escape by Burrowing, and Owl could escape by Flying, and Eeyore could escape by -- by Making a Loud Noise Until Rescued, and here am I, surrounded by water and I can't do anything.

It is hard to be brave,' said Piglet, sniffing slightly, 'when you're only a Very Small Animal.

Do go and see, Owl. Because Pooh hasn't got very much brain, and he might do something silly, and I do love him so, Owl. Do you see, Owl?