Quotes About Vulnerability

I'd never be more than a toy to him, and the men in his family had a history of breaking their toys. They just did it in different ways.

I thought you were going to die. Marie saved your life, did he tell you that?" "Yeah," Horse said, closing his eyes again. Fuck, but he was tired. "Fuckin' pansy," Picnic said, and Horse heard him laugh, as if from a distance. "Damn woman had to protect him, lazy asshole wouldn't even get up off the ground. Dripping blood, making a mess…

Now me? I don't even own a f**kin' goldfish. At the end of the day, who's got more to lose here? You call me when you're ready to talk.

to all of you, can you read my thoughts?" (...) "Dont look at me" miss coral said, with the genteel horror of the countless visiting abattori. "i cant even read my own

The sick are all so afraid of their own uncontrollable power! Somehow they cannot believe that they are only people, holding only a human-sized anger!

Later, they began to explore the secret idea that Deborah shared with all the ill—that she had infinitely more power than the ordinary person and was at the same time also his inferior.

Si te falla mi hombro es porque muero.

A ti que me has ganado con un naipe marcado la partida, a ti que te has colado en el coto privado de mi vida.

Love is the same as a safety pin unsafe in the lapel of chance.

People tend to consider beig vulnerable a bad thing. It's not. Vulnerability reminds us that we're human. It keeps us open to giving and receiving love. Without at least a little, we can become someone living n a prison of our own making, where the walls are so thick that no one can get in or out.

There was a long moment between them that might have gone differently. Of all the times I saw the two of them together, this is the picture that is most stamped into my soul. It's the two of them, jumbled up and broken apart into confused pieces, and not really understanding, themselves, what they were doing.

And always, I could see that, despite his weakness for her or because of it, he seemed uncatchable, as if he might slip away at any moment.

You're a girl. Someday you'll want to be a prisoner to someone other than yourself.

I didn't know why she seemed so sad and happy at the same time. To love someone was not what she had expected. It was like falling from somewhere high up and breaking in half, and only one person having the secret to the puzzle of putting her back together.

Every kind of love, it seems, is the only one. It doesn't happen twice. And I never expected that you could have a broken heart and love with it too, so much that it doesn't seem broken at all.

For the girls with messy hair and thirsy hearts.

The Lady shrugged nonchalantly. "You're a hider. Thats what you're thinking. And you're right." May swallowed and nodded, feeling very small. The Lady kneaded her wrinkled hands. "What you are hiding from the most, my dear, is that you are none of those things you are so afraid of being - cowardly, weak, small. You aren't afraid to know you're afraid. And you're most afraid that you're stronger than you know.

There was a beast in there. But there was also a girl who was afraid of being a beast, and who wondered if other people had beasts in their hearts too. There was strength, and there was also just the determination to look strong. She guarded herself like a secret.

I'm not myself,' she offered, guilty. She softened around Tik Tok, and when she did she was, for those rare moments, girlish. He smiled. 'You can never say that. You're just a piece of yourself right now that you don't like.

And then a strong gust blew against her, and her feet slipped just slightly. She jerked forward against the railing, ever so softly. But, rotten, it crumbled like paper, and May and Kitty went sliding forward, right through it. May scrambled to stop herself, but it was too late. They slid a few more feet, then fell off the edge of the roof. They looked like blackbirds faliing out through the sky.

As she walked home that night, she was shaking from the largeness of it. I didn't know why she seemed so sad and happy at the same time. To love someone was not what she had expected. It was like falling from somewhere high up and breaking in half, and only one person having the secret to the puzzle of putting her back together.

But Lily pushed on. "Why do you think that is, that you love these people you don't know?" Adri shook her head. "I don't. I'm just curious." Lily shrugged. Offhandedly, as they were leaving the room, she said, "Maybe it's because you're invisible to them. Maybe that's why you let them in." She tapped on the wall on her way out, as if for good luck. "It's less scary that way.

I've never expected that you could have a broken heart and love with it too, so much that it doesn't seem broken at all.

But you are the only person I can show myself to. You always made my rough edges feel real.