Quotes About Vulnerability

It was hard for her not to feel that a person loving her was making a big mistake, because she knew herself better than they did, so knew their love was given in error, and thus they must be some kind of fool. And yet it was precisely that misplaced love she wanted; someone who would like you more than you do; someone who likes you despite yourself; someone more generous to you than you are.

Maybe the proper response to standing on the side of a planet, in the open air of its atmosphere, very near to the local star, is always terror. Maybe everything humans ever did or planned to do was designed to dodge that terror. Maybe their plan to go to the stars was just one more expression of that terror.

I must trust my spacesuit not to fail. And i must remember, if i can, that really we are always in a spacesuit of one sort or another. We just don't usually see it so clearly.

I was born small, as so many things are. A marsupial perhaps. People came to me and reached inside me to pass things to each other. I helped them do that. When I was young I had no blood, and people moving things around inside me had to do it by feel.

Deer are the sad sacks of American wildlife, so beautiful, so defenseless, so numerous, so dim. Their chief predator is cars.

It's not easy to stay unafraid.

When you have sex with someone, you willingly give them a part of your soul that you can never get back. So why not wait for the one

When you have sex with someone, you willingly give them a part of your soul that you can never get back.

I've also been known to cry during MasterCard commercials.

For a man as keen as he on getting into bed with women, keeping hidden the full enormity of his fatness was a chronic problem. Its most acute form naturally came up when someone new had to be hustled or cajoled past the point of no return. That point tended to get later and later as his belly waxed.

Never stand around saying 'Poor thing' and being pitiful when things are being killed. It makes them tough and harder to kill. Remember that!

I had remarked so plainly that, whenever I had been hungry for any length of time, it was just as if my brains ran quite gently out of my head and left me with a vacuum--my head grew light and far off, I no longer felt its weight on my shoulders, and I had a consciousness that my eyes stared far too widely open when I looked at anything.

I had noticed very clearly that every time I went hungry a little too long it was as though my brains simply ran quietly out of my head and left me empty. My head became light and floating. I could no longer feel its weight on my shoulders, and I had the sense that my eyes were remaining far too open when I looked at anything.

Det var intet pent på denne mand, han var så ufuldkommen, stærk nok over akslerne; men med nogen skrøpelige lægger, han så ut som han var undfanget av en elev, en lærling i faget...

And I also know how important it is in life not necessarily to be strong but to feel strong. To measure yourself at least once. To find yourself at least once in the most ancient of human conditions. Facing the blind death stone alone, with nothing to help you but your hands and your own head.

Look, it's not you. It's me , and my inability to dig dirty dudes.

She seemed to soften at that, but then she asked, Has anything really changed? I've learned I need to consult you in matters, lest you decapitate me.

What are you trying to prove? Lucia demanded. Between strikes, he bellowed, That you should no' have left me! You were going to do it to me--don't bother denying it! When he didn't, she said, Then why are you different? Another volley of arrows. What gives you the right to risk yourself? He snapped, Because you could move on if something happened to me.

You're still... Declan?-- --Voice hoarse, he said, Aye, it's me. I will never be your perfect Viking, Regin! I've made unforgivable mistakes. I've no family or friends, and my men hold no love for me. I'm scarred inside and out. And I'm bloody askin' for you anyway!

Why am I letting you comfort me?" He stared over her head. Because I've made sure you have no one else to turn to.

Now, undress for me and let me see what's mine.

With a sigh, she asked, "Why do you care if I believe you or not?" "Because if you think I got a leg over with that slag, then the chance of anything sexual with you will be drastically reduced." Without looking up, she said, "Cadeon, a chance can't be reduced from zero." "Gods, I love it when you talk mathy to me.

Evie, bed down." Scanning the dark, he murmured, "You doan have to be scared. I've got you." You do, don't you? Here we were in the Bagmen's lair, and I wasn't terrified for my life. Jackson would kill any that strayed too close. In fact, they should fear him. I was with the boy that monsters should fear.

This mountain of a man was learning that his considerable might- which he'd clearly relied on for everything - was futile with her.