Quotes About Vulnerability

Il sesso è una delle cose più intime che si possano condividere. Se si è limitati nel proprio modo di esprimersi proprio dalla persona da cui si è amati, è un po' come morire. Uccide l'anima.»

What do you say while someone whispers horrors in your ear, tells you their most intimate, nightmarish secrets? You sit and you listen. And you give them the only thing you can—the silence and the safety to talk and to be heard.

I needed him to touch me, and let me know that he was still my Darkness, still my Doyle. He whispered into my hair, "Merry, Merry, Merry." I clung to him, wordless, and wept.

I had myself under control again. I wasn't going to cry. I was glad. I hated to cry. It always made me feel so weak.

It was one of those hugs when it feels almost like you're trying to meld yourself into the other person. Sometimes it's sexual, but sometimes it's because the world has gone too wrong and you need something to cling to.

You know, most people's pillow talk isn't about battle and killing," I said.

love can die from being withheld, like a flower that is so beautiful you hide it away from the sun trying to make it last longer;

I felt naked without the Browning, which was kind of funny, considering I had an Uzi in my suitcase. But hey, I slept with the Browning. Richard

Il movimento dei suoi fianchi rimase lento, guardingo, meraviglioso, ma io volevo di più. Accostai la bocca alla sua. Non sono fragile. E lo baciai con tanta violenza da sentire la pressione delle sue zanne.

I'm your bodyguard. If you die under my protection, the other bodyguards will make fun of me.

He let me see in that strangely handsome face that he was thinking about her not without her clothes on, but eventually without her skin.

Sapevo che sei molto difficile ed esigente prima ancora che diventassimo una coppia.» «Stai dicendo che sapevi in quale guaio ti stavi cacciando?» Jean-Claude annuì. «Come qualunque uomo quando decide di amare una donna. Ci sono sempre misteri e sorprese in ogni rapporto d'amore, ma... Sì, avevo una certa idea del guaio in cui mi stavo cacciando, e mi ci sono cacciato volontariamente, bramosamente.»

He came to me then, wrapped his arms around me. I stayed stiff in his arms for a moment, and then I collapsed into his body. I clung to him. I let his strength and his nearness hold me. I let him hold me while I wept and screamed and wailed. I lost it completely, and Richard held me while I did it.

He was fed up with me by then; I knew that: the way my sadness was a suit of armor. How securely I kept him out.

Love was foolish and inevitable. We were just waiting to be shattered by it. The days were finite, full of awe.

He lifts one of my hands and raises it to his cheek, a gesture so tender and unexpected that my breath catches in my throat. I feel the blood rising to my cheeks, and I look down at my lap. I can't meet his eyes.

Some sort of weird, shared inexplicable draw to fall in love with people who hurt and betray us.

Natalya's nearly naked backside. "I

Why are we inspired by another person's courage? Maybe because it gives us the sweet and genuine surprise of discovering some trace, at least, of the same courage in ourselves.

His father was not a man to make a habit of offering his upturned throat.

la CRUELDAD y la COBARDÍA, rufianes gemelos contratados e instigados en la oscuridad por la MALICIA, señalarán al unísono todos tus errores y flaquezas:——sí, mi querido muchacho, hasta los mejores ahí somos vulnerables;—

I need a new friend. I need a friend, period. Not a true friend, nothing close or share clothes or sleepover giggle giggle yak yak. Just a pseudo-friend, disposable friend. Friend as accessory. Just so I don't feel or look so stupid.

He doesn't see my breasts or my waist or my hips. He only sees the nightmare.

This girl shivers and crawls under the covers with all her clothes on and falls into an overdue library book, a faerie story with rats and marrow and burning curses. The sentences build a fence around her, a Times Roman 10-point barricade, to keep the thorny voices in her head from getting too close.