Quotes About Vulnerability

There's always a threat surrounding the things you love

I only sleep with people I love, which is why I have insomnia.

To love is a brave thing. To be loved, braver still. But allowing yourself to love yourself? That takes the most courage of all.

To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung.

Stormy in love, stormy in interviews, breakfast in bed - that's me, love.

I surround people in unconditional acceptance and love to such a degree that everything that is unloving about them rises to the surface.

Withholding love is a form of self-sabotage, as what we withhold from others we are withholding from ourselves.

I guess I have always been deeply terrified to really be someone's wife since I know from life one cannot love another, ever, really.

What's powerful about a love scene is not seeing the act. It's seeing the passion, the need, the desire, the caring, the fear.

Somewhere I just want to find someone that's going to love me forever no matter what; I want someone to show the inside of my head to. That thought keeps me going.

If someone broke your heart it doesn't mean you should build a wall around it and quit loving. Redirect your love.

When you truly start to care about someone you become vulnerable to all sorts of things.

And maybe that was love. Being so vulnerable and allowing someone else in so far they could hurt you, but they also give you everything.

A man is in no danger so long as he talks his love; but to write it is to impale himself on his own pothooks.

I tell you this to break your heart, by which I mean only that it break open and never close again to the rest of the world.

Our senses are never more awakened to our need for His love than when our need is most exposed.

Love is an act of faith in another person, not an act of surrender.

What love lays bare in me is energy.

I barely knew I had skin before I met you.

Being attached to someone is not about the other person. It is about your own sense of inadequacy.

He felt his heart roll, exposing its underbelly. Nothing he could do about that. He was equipped to eliminate threats, protect and serve. Not to love. Never to love.

It's fun to be hopelessly in love. It's dangerous, but it's fun.

Others can make us vulnerable and the sooner such vulnerabilities are dealt with the better

Love is a breach in the walls, a broken gate, Love sells the proud heart's citadel to fate.