Quotes About Vulnerability

Love brings up our unresolved feelings . One day we are feeling loved , and the next day we are suddenly afraid to trust love . The painful memories of being rejected begin to surface when we are faced with trusting and accepting our partner's love .

Not to be needed is a slow death for a man.

If people could see me the way I see myself - if they could live in my memories - would anyone love me?

I wanted to know that he would be okay if I died. I wanted to not be a grenade, to not be a malevolent force in the lives of people I loved.

Oh, I wouldn't mind, Hazel Grace. It would be a privilege to have my heart broken by you.

You don't get to choose if you get hurt in this world, old man, but you do have some say in who hurts you.

Lacey shrugged bashfully. "Do you think I'm superficial?" "Well, yeah." I thought of myself standing outside Becca's bedroom, hoping she'd take off her shirt. "But so am I," I added. "So is everyone."

All the windows of my heart I open to the day.

The windows of my soul I throw Wide open to the sun.

Tunny should still have been unbreakable, but like Enigma it was made vulnerable by the carelessness of its operators and the bureaucratic nature of their system.

The imagination says listen to me. I am your darkest voice. I am your 4 a.m. voice. I am the voice that wakes you up and says this is what I'm afraid of. Do not listen to me at your peril.... The imagination is not our escape. On the contrary, the imagination is the place we are all trying to get to.

Cuando alguien le preguntaba porque era tan diferente, porque se mostraba tan reposado y porque sus ojos parecían como si absorbiesen la luz, siempre contestaba lo mismo. Se dio cuenta muy pronto que no había ningún lugar seguro; ni el jardín trasero, ni el parque, ni el porche de la entrada o la calle tranquila que bordeaba un extremo de la ciudad. No había ningún lugar seguro ni nadie que le protegiese. La infancia era una ilusión.

Lightening falls, all you can do is- pray God that it doesn't fall on you.

He learned early that there was no safe place, not the backyard or the playground, not the front porch or the quiet road that grazed the edge of town. No safe place, and no one to protect you. Childhood was illusion.

More afraid than hurt.

How can you render the duties of justice to men when they may destroy you?

In increments both measurable and not, our childhood is stolen from us -- not always in one momentous event but often in a series of small robberies, which add up to the same loss.

You are my winter suddenness—a glass of red wine spilt across a white tablecloth

I see you from afar—fragile and shy as a star gleaming through a cloudy rift

I knew I loved you when I kept trying to run away and find reasons why it wouldn't work

suffering breaks us until there's nothing left but gentleness

Among other evils which being unarmed brings you, it causes you to be despised. The Prince Niccolo Machiavelli PROLOGUE 16 June 1941 Union Station El Paso, Texas The killer's code name was HECKLE.

Among other evils which being unarmed brings you, it causes you to be despised. The Prince Niccolo Machiavelli

The pain comes from more than the facts of circumstance, or the deeds of others. It comes from within. From understanding what we lost. It comes from knowing how foolish we were - vain, arrogant children - when we thought ourselves happy. It comes from knowing how fragile and doomed the old ways were, just when we thought them and ourselves, secure!. The pain comes from knowing we have never been safe, and therefore will never be safe again. It comes from knowing we can never be children again.