Quotes About Vulnerability

no one is more truly themselves than when they are sick or injured. That's when the qualities come out.

Sapevi che l'infanzia è l'unico periodo della vita in cui la pazzia non è soltanto tollerata, ma prevista?

Evil comes often to a man with money; tyranny comes surely to him without it. I say this, who am Mathurin Kerbouchard, a homeless wanderer upon the earth's far roads. I speak as one who has known hunger and feast, poverty and riches, the glory of the sword and the humility of the defenseless. Hunger inspires no talent, and carried too far, it deadens the faculties and destroys initiative...

For our age-old enemies await us always, just beyond our thin walls. Hunger, thirst, and cold lie waiting there, and forever among us are those who would loot, rape, and maim rather than behave as civilized men. If we sit secure this hour, this day, it is because the thin walls of the law stand between us and evil. A jolt of the earth, a revolution, an invasion or even a violent upset in our own government can reduce all to chaos, leaving civilized man naked and exposed.

He was the only man she had ever known who made her feel protected. He made her feel safe, secure. And the feeling was strange to her.

Never let them know how you feel or what you are thinking. If they know how you feel they know how to hurt you, and if they hurt you once, they will try again.

Oft times a blade across the room beyond the reach of a hand means that death is nearer. I

If we sit secure this hour, this day, it is because the thin walls of the law stand between us and evil. A jolt of the earth, a revolution, an invasion or even a violent upset in our own government can reduce all to chaos, leaving civilized man naked and exposed.

When I awakened I was cold, colder than I had ever been before.

Lila brought him to me, my hands still hot from battle, the smell of powder smoke about me, and I took him carefully, for I'd no knowledge of babies, and held him gently and looked in his face, his eyes squinted and dark, his face still red and pinched, but he looked at me and seemed to laugh and grasped my thumb and tugged strongly. Oh, he was a lad, that one!

men must always remember, that civilization is a flimsy cloak, and just outside are hunger, thirst, and cold…waiting.

Some hunters like to shoot ostriches that have their heads buried in the sand.

Jo had learned that hearts, like flowers, cannot be rudely handled, but must open naturally…

You are like a chestnut burr, prickly outside, but silky-soft within, and a sweet kernel, if one can only get at it. Love will make you show your heart some day, and then the rough burr will fall off.

I think we are all hopelessly flawed.

I do like men who come out frankly and own that they are not gods.

Love will make you show your heart someday...

I don't think secrets agree with me, I feel rumpled up in mind since you told me that…

often between ourselves and those nearest and dearest to us there exists a reserve which it is very hard to overcome.

I've neither beauty, money, nor rank, yet every foolish boy mistakes my frank interest for something warmer, and makes me miserable. It is my misfortune. Think of me what you will, but beware of me in time, for against my will I may do you harm.

a woman's always safe and comfortable when a fellow's down on his luck.

feeling as if all the happiness and support of their lives was about to be taken from them.

hearts, like flowers, cannot be rudely handled, but must open naturally

Grief is the best opener of some hearts