Quotes About Vulnerability

MOUSE, n. An animal which strews its path with fainting women.

We can understand the science of what makes a heart beat, but we can never stop it from breaking.

There is no perfect security only maximum temporary security

But eggshells were made to be broken, and slamming into a 100-story skyscraper at the speed of light would likely do the deed.

What will I do if I find myself with a heart?" "Lose it constantly, I imagine.

You could've at least let me know you weren't dead by the way. I was actually kind of sad about that." "That's a pretty incredible sentiment, coming from you.

This girl holds my heart in her hand and she's squishing it to nothing with her confession.

Well one tiny poisonous spider can kill a very large man if it bites him in the right place.

Human kind is already perfect, Technology is getting stronger but we are getting weaker

No one can make me cry Make me laugh Make me smile Or drive me mad like she does

Nothing is more beautiful than a smile that has struggled through tears

No smile is as beautiful as the one that struggles through tears.

Shh," I say. "Arms around me." Obediently, he slips both arms around my waist. I smile at the wall. I am not enjoying this. I am not, not even a little bit, no.

Tears aren't a girl's weapon. It's her smile.

A lot of men think that if they smile for a second, somebody will take advantage of them, and they are right.

You don't have to echo my feelings, Mencheres, but you can't talk me out of them either. I love you" Her smile was wry. "Deal with it.

So now we all know," says Four, quietly, "that you are afraid of a short, skinny girl from Abnegation." His mouth curls into a smile.

I try to visit people in hospitals when I can, smiling and joking while I'm there. But when I leave, I just start crying.

I've always been a bit insecure about my smile, but its days like these where all I wanna do is smile.

I hate my smile. I always have, even in my school pictures when I was a little kid.

Why cannot the ear be closed to its own destruction? Or the glistening eye to the poison of a smile?

I feel his heartbeat against my cheek,as fast as my own. "Are you afraid of me, too, Tobias?" "Terrified," he replies with a smile.

Get out of your house in the middle of a rainstorm, get soaked in it, and then strip down-to nothing but a smile.

A baseball bat could not have hit me harder than that smile did. I was sixteen years old. In that time, how many thousands of smiles had been aimed at me? so why did this one feel like the first?