Quotes About Vulnerability

Why not?" I ask, "Are we supposed to be invincible? Isn't there a price to be paid? We pillage our environment and we suffer natural disasters. The rich use the poor and we have riots. It's our history, Will. Our human history. We have [messed]-up diseases that pass on from generation to generation, repeating one too many genes or being completely absent on some random chromosome. It's not why, but when.

There's something insupportable about being pissed with the one person on this planet that sends your adrenaline flowing to remind you that you're alive. It's almost like we're mad because we've been shocked out of our usual comatose state of being by feeling something for someone, for ourselves, for just a moment.

Las lágrimas que no vertía ante los demás fueron rodeando poco a poco su corazón, puesto que caían hacia dentro. Formaron una cobertura, como una urna de cristal, que lo separaba y protegía. Y fue alejándolo también, cada vez más, de cuanto la rodeaba.

Alicia en el mundo del espejo", pensé, más de una vez, contemplándome en él, desnuda y desolada con un gran deseo de atravesar su superficie, que parecía gelatinosa. Tristísima imagen aquella -la mía-, de ojos asustados, que era, tal vez, la imagen misma de la soledad.

I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naïve or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.

Sex loses all its power and magic when it becomes explicit, mechanical, overdone, when it becomes a mechanistic obsession. It becomes a bore.

[On learning that the sides of a ship were four fingers thick:] The passengers are just that distance from death.

These decrees of yours are no different from spiders' webs. They'll restrain anyone weak and insignificant who gets caught in them, but they'll be torn to shreds by people with power and wealth.

But O! my heart, what shade can prove Thy guard against this heat of Love?

I am only responsible for my own heart, you offered yours up for the smashing my darling. Only a fool would give out such a vital organ

When we were in bed, the only part of me she touched was my penis, because it was the most detached.

People who have no faults are terrible; there is no way to take advantage of them

People who have no weaknesses are terrible; there is no way of taking advantage of them.

The map of the world is always changing; sometimes it happens overnight. All it takes is the blink of an eye, the squeeze of a trigger, a sudden gust of wind. Wake up and your life is perched on a precipice; fall asleep, it swallows you whole.

I myself shall continue living in my glass house where you can always see who comes to call; where everything hanging from the ceiling and on the walls stays where it is as if by magic, where I sleep nights in a glass bed, under glass sheets, where who I am will sooner or later appear etched by a diamond.

We all wear masks, and the time comes when we cannot remove them without removing some of our own skin.

Self-pity comes so naturally to all of us. The most solid happiness can be shaken by the compassion of a fool.

Moteris laukia švelni? prisipažinim?, kaip voras mus?s.

A?k m??" diyordum. "Neymi? bu a?k dedikleri?" "Bilmiyor musunuz ne oldu?unu? Ö?renirsiniz... Siz de bir gün dü?ersiniz a??na.

Tennis was always sort of a - a learning. It was a vehicle for me to discover a lot about myself. And the things that I sort of discovered at times I not only didn't want to see it for myself but I certainly didn't want millions of people to see it.

Also, now that I know roughly who I am, I want to close my eyes and hide from it.

WARMING UP BEFORE THE MATCH, I pray. Not for a win, but for my hairpiece to stay on.

My father says he doesn't like hawks because they swoop down on mice and other defenseless desert creatures. He can't stand the thought of something strong preying on something weak.

I myself shall continue living in my glass house where you can always see who comes to call; where everything hanging from the ceiling and on the walls stays where it is as if by magic; where I sleep nights in a glass bed, under glass sheets, where who I am will sooner or later be etched by a diamond.