Quotes About Vulnerability

I am no longer afraid to say anything.

There are no people who are whole" he says. "Everyone has issues of their own to deal with. Mine might be a little harder, but the main thing is how on deals with them.

You think they're like your pencils? That they get worn down if you use them?" "What?" "Feelings.

Un mundo en el que todo el mundo se suicida así: a fuego lento y arrastrando consigo a los más débiles.

On est souvent trompe en amour, souvent blesse et souvent malheureux, mais on aime. Et, quand on est sur le bord de sa tombe, on se retourne pour regarder en arriere et on se dit: J'ai souffert souvent, je me suis trompe quelquefois, mais j'ai aime. C'est moi que ai vecu, et non pas un etre factice cree par mon orgueil et mon ennui. Elle aime l'amour a la folie et c'est ca qui fait toute sa vulnerabilite. Et toute sa beaute, aussi.

Et plus je l'ignorais, plus je tombais amoureuse de lui. C'était exactement comme je te disais tout à l'heure, comme une maladie. Tu sais comment ça se passe... Tu éternues. Une fois. Deux fois. Tu frissonnes et voilà. C'est trop tard. Le mal est fait. Là, c'était la même chose : j'étais prise, j'étais fichue.

Es nesapratu šo v?rieti, kurš sevi iegrožoja un apspieda j?tas. Neko neizr?d?t aiz bail?m sajusties v?jam, nekad neesmu sp?jusi to saprast. Man?s m?j?s cilv?ki pieskaras viens otram un sask?pst?s t?pat k? elpo.

Skatoties uz tevi, man v?der? viss saž?audzas k? desmit t?kstoš skat?t?ju priekš?, l?dzu, dari tam galu, n?c un apskauj mani...

Je ressemble à un personnage de Bretécher: une fille assise sur un banc avec une pancarte autour du cou : "je veux de l'amour" et des larmes qui jaillissent comme deux fontaines de chaque côté des yeux. Je m'y vois.

Alors c'est une connerie l'amour? C'est ça? ça ne marche jamais? Si, ça marche. Mais il faut se battre. Se battre un petit peu. Un petit peu chaque jour, avoir le courage d'être soi-même.

I relied on what I wrote to build a bridge which could not be cut down. It was my own self in which I trusted, not seeing self as that last cell from which escape can only come too late.

She was over-sensitive, highly strung, afraid of people and life; her personality had been damaged by a sadistic mother who kept her in a permanent state of frightened subjection.

When everything's said and done, unfortunately, we find ourselves in the position of children whose parents have gone to the theatre, leaving them alone in the dark house. Yes, we are forced, if we are honest, to make the saddest of all admissions when it comes to the last resort: Alas, we do not understand these things.

It was the summer, and Clare Bryant was happy. In the midst of the world which seemed so vast and dangerous to her, so full of change and precariousness, she had found one enduring rock to which her thin arms could cling.

Systematic bullying when she was most vulnerable had distorted the structure of her personality, made a victim of her, to be destroyed, either by things or by human beings, people or fjords and forests; it made no difference, in any case she could not escape. The irreparable damage inflicted had long ago rendered her fate inevitable.

Jack had the power to make my heart fly. He also had the power to shoot it out of the sky. Because, let's not forget, love isn't just about the flying.

The greatest public health threat for many American women is the men they live with.

The thing that is really hard, and really amazing, is giving up on being perfect and beginning the work of becoming yourself.

The great motherhood friendships are the ones in which two women can admit [how difficult mothering is] quietly to each other, over cups of tea at a table sticky with spilled apple juice and littered with markers without tops.

When you're young and healthy you can recover quickly from a defeat. But betrayal is different—it paralyzes you.

We all felt how profoundly and how terribly outside forces can reach into a human being, to his innermost self. But we also sensed that in that innermost core there was something that was unassailable and inviolable.

Während die Starken sich ruhig einmal irren können, ohne etwas zu verlieren, weil selbst die mächtigsten Menschen noch Menschen sind - ja sogar ihre Irrtümer machen sie nur noch menschlicher -, darf sich, wer sich als Allmacht aufspielt, niemals irren, weil es entweder Allmacht ist oder gar nichts.

Wir fühlten alle, wie tief und furchtbar die äußeren Mächten in den Mensch hineingreifen können, bis in sein Innerstes, aber wir fühlten auch, dass es im Innersten etwas gab, was unangreifbar war und unverletzbar.

The kid looked up, her bright blue eyes a little picture of health. So innocent and trusting, Rosie thought. The look we all had before life comes crashing in and sweeps it all away.