Quotes About Vulnerability

This was untrue. I am not even faintly like a rose. She was only extemporizing, but a stirring warmth flowed from her, as if her heart was trying to come out to you concealed in one of those breathless, thrilling words.

To hold a man a woman has to appeal to the worst in him.

One thing I liked about Mason: he said things. I mean, I thought about a lot of things, but I never actually said them. Out loud. I turned away from him, gave a kick under the covers to show my irritation.

I love the way he wears his face, tough and closed to outsiders, but open to me

I knew I wasn't the picture of health, but I didn't think I was headed for the last roundup.

She had no interest in love. Love had taken her in the back room and beaten her up pretty badly.

Various studies estimate that somewhere between 70 million and 430 million people will be pushed back into extreme poverty over the next few years. The most essential inequality—between the very richest and the poorest humans on the planet—is now growing again and at a rapid rate.

terrorism is the weapon of the weak

months. Various studies estimate that somewhere between 70 million and 430 million people will be pushed back into extreme poverty over the next few years.

At the end of April 2020, low-income and middle-income countries, which have 84% of the world's population, were home to just 14% of the world's known deaths from Covid-19.

But show me just this one thing, my darling, i seek a heart stained like a poppy flower.

Loving is upsetting. That's the point of it.

his hands. "Just tell me what

actually been putting myself out there," Anna reminded

in love with. Look at you. You look like you've been shellacked and

To love is to tire of being alone; it is therefore a cowardice, a betrayal of ourselves. (It is exceedingly important that we not love.)

I had the same sensation as when we watch someone sleep. When asleep we all become children again. Perhaps because in the state of slumber we can do no wrong and are unconscious of life, the greatest criminal and most self- absorbed egotist are holy, by a natural magic, as long as they're sleeping. For me there's no discernible difference between killing a child and killing a sleeping man.

To love is to tire of being alone; it is therefore a cowardice, a betrayal of ourselves.

To be understood is to prostitute yourself.

Ser compreendido é prostituir-se.

Amar es cansarse de estar solo: es, por lo tanto, una cobardía y una traición a nosotros mismos.

How wearisome to let one's existence become something absolutely dependent on someone else's feelings; to have no option but to feel, to love a little too, whether or not it is reciprocated.

The basest of all human needs is the need to confide, to confess. It is the soul's need to go outside itself.

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