Quotes About Vulnerability

When I sleep with someone, I need it to mean something. I need to know someone would look me in the eye and be there the next day, and the next week, and the next month. I'm not stupid—I know it doesn't always mean forever, but you have to at least think it could be forever. There's a possibility of forever before you even touch, or you're just touching to hurt yourself. I can't be just a quick fuck in the bathroom.

He didn't scream hysterically or stand up and kick the headstone or any of that. He put his face on his knees and listened as the wind from the mountains mercilessly leveled everything in its path. He remembered the person who had helped him fly with the wind instead of being beaten down by it, and he cried quietly into his knees, finally knowing how the big of the sky could make a person feel as alone as a heartbeat in space.

But see? Then you got all human on me the other night, and it's official. I'm there, Henry. I'm...I'm ready for the Henry lifestyle. And I know you've only gotten your toes wet in Lake Justin right now, but I want you to come in, take a swim, and build your house out here, okay?

It was the same smile he used in bed with Crick--the gentle, sweet smile that made him look young and a little vulnerable. Crick turned the picture around, and Benny had written, I asked him to think of you.

But strong isn't suits and a stupidly expensive lifestyle." "No?" "No. Strong is having the faith to run after a guy you've fallen for and taking the risk of looking like an idiot in the middle of St Pancras. And not giving enough of a fuck to not do it.

Era la giovinezza? Era mai stato così sicuro di sè, anche quando era giovane? Era stato l'essere ferito a fargli desiderare di arrotolarsi in una palla di protezione e dire al mondo di lasciarlo in pace

You do like me, don't you? Even though I'm apparently communicatively handicapped and socially retarded?

I can get mad all I want, but they don't mean it. They love me. Sometimes, some creatures, when they get cornered, they forget who loves them and think everybody's the enemy. You don't just leave them alone, cold and afraid, because their instinct takes over and it's wrong. You don't if you give a shit, you know?'

I can't make good promises," I said quietly. "I can promise to love you for the rest of my life, but I can't promise how long that will be. I can promise we'll be together for as long as possible, but I don't know how long that will be either. I can promise all sorts of things, but I can't promise I'll keep

Taylor wanted it back, wanted a lover's touch on his body, wanted more. Wanted to open himself up to somebody who wouldn't hurt him, who would take care of him, who would catch him after he came apart.

He cried. Like a child, when he hadn't even cried as a child, not even when his mom had left. Who would comfort him? Who would care?

I can't need you, boy. What happens when you leave?

Not like that," Ellery whispered, rubbing Jackson's lip with his thumb now. "Like… like you were fading from us, transparent. Like you had given up your body, your life with me, because it was just too damned hard." "It was hard," Jackson admitted.

And he was kind. So damned kind. A man like me… a man like me did not take kindness for weakness. Kindness in the face of all the tiny knives the world had to throw at a body—that was real strength.

Jonah kissed him with an open mouth and a full heart and tried to tell him with his bare body that sometimes you didn't have to break. Sometimes being human was strong enough. Ethan breathed through him and then took over the kiss, rolling over, giving Jonah shelter from the chill in the room and the sudden somberness between them.

Jason liked to do things—touchy things—that had nothing to do with "This will get your dick hard" and everything to do with "This will make your heart beat and your chest swell and your stomach erupt into butterflies, and you will weep wanting to be touched like that some more.

We're all broken inside a little. You step on us in the right places, we're gonna fucking shatter.

Kids were his soft spot. Who knew?

He's awesome," Alejandro confessed, looking at her. "Your little brother is beautiful and amazing and perfect and way too young and innocent for the things I want to do to him." Alejandro put his face back into

No guy wants to come apart in front of his significant other," Ellery snapped. "There are entire books written about the fact that men are socialized to communicate worse than twelve-year-old boys at a sock-hop.

You'd never force me. And you'd never betray me. But I don't know if you could care enough about me to help me deal with all that other stuff. I'm… I'm not going to be okay with the porn right away. Can you deal with it when I'm an asshole about that? Can you help me not hurt you too much?

Dane sucked in a breath. "Jesus, Carpenter. I was going to be all bitchy and jealous and you had to pull emotional honesty on me. What kind of asshole are you?

Dammit, he wasn't a kid to go shooting off with just a touch, and Crick stroked his hair until he knew he wasn't going to lose it before he was buried inside the love of his goddamned life.

I'm stupid. I mean, God. My first relationship was a clusterfuck of entrapment—you know that.