Quotes About Vulnerability

Love is unknown. To open the heart in trust is unknown. They say love hurts. It doesn't have to.

Wait. You think I'm going to die? That's why you slept with me?

Let me love you, but don't love me back. Do love me and let me hate you for a while. Let me feel like I have some control, because I know I never do.

Love comes with a knife, not some shy question, and not with fears for its reputation!

There's the risk of being loved...and that would keep me from being happy.

She wasnt exactly sure when it happened. Or even when it started. All she knew for sure was that right here and now, she was falling hard and she could only pray that he was feeling the same way.

To love without criticism is to be betrayed.

You've got to be strong enough for love. It's very easy to be cool and cynical. It's very difficult to just let yourself go and be in love. You've got to be strong enough for that.

Love thyself, so that you can love another. Love thyself so that you cannot project fear. Love thyself so as to let others love you. Love thyself so as to let people near.

To marry a woman you love and who loves you is to lay a wager with her as to who will stop loving the other first.

There is a striking resemblance between the act of love and the ministrations of a torturer.

Love is everything it's cracked up to be

We think of first love as sweet and valuable, a blessed if hazardous condition.

I admire a person who, for the love of art, is able to take off their clothes in front of a camera. But I'm not capable, I'm too cowardly for that.

I've gotten into this nasty habit of running away from love, but maybe one day I can find the exception to that.

Watch out for love (unless it is true, and every part of you says yes including the toes), it will wrap you up like a mummy, and your scream won't be heard and none of your running will run.

I'm weak cause I believe you and I'm mad because I love.

I believe, Eragon, that you are full of love and that you are looking for one who will reciprocate your affection. No shame exists in that.

You know you are in love when you are willing to share your cash-machine number.

A true soul mate is probably the most important person you'll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake.

How can I ask anyone to love me when all I do is beg to be left alone?

One of the earliest memories I have of my father is of him urinating... What must it be like, I wondered, to unleash so much power through so flimsy an attachment?

An empty silence descends upon them. How the hell is this supposed to work, anyway? People meet people every day. They talk, they go out, they kiss, they fuck, they fall in love, they make families, and all because they managed to push past any initial introversion and awkwardness to make contact. He wishes they were drunk.

I find that most people worth knowing are fucked up in some way or another.