Quotes About Vulnerability

Die Männer hatten die Bajonette aufgepflanzt. Sie standen in steinerner Unbeweglichkeit, das Gewehr in der Hand, am vorderen Hange des Hohlwegs und starrten in das Vorgelände. Ab und zu, beim Schein einer Leuchtkugel, sah ich Stahlhelm an Stahlhelm, Klinge an Klinge blinken und wurde von einem Gefühl der Unverletzbarkeit erfüllt. Wir konnten zermalmt, aber nicht besiegt werden.

Furthermore, it is observed in general that the smaller the population size of a species is, the more vulnerable it will be to extinction.

Aspettava da se stessa il sovrumano e dalla vita l'infinito. Ciò dava uno splendore di conquista ai suoi occhi, la forza al suo corpo fragile e finemente modellato, la bellezza ai suoi lineamenti rigidi. Ma ciò la rendeva vuota e fredda fino alla durezza, suscettibile fino alla punta delle dita e, come tutti gli orgogliosi, indifesa come un bambino nel profondo del suo cuore

Les lèvres d'une femme m'émeuvent quand elles s'approchent, nues, pour un baiser, elles se déshabillent entièrement, du haut des mots jusqu'en bas.

Ci sono carezze che aggiunte sopra un carico lo fanno vacillare

Ci si innamora così, cercando nella persona amata il punto a nessuno rivelato, che è dato in dono solo a chi scruta, ascolta con amore. Ci si innamora da vicino, ma non troppo, ci si innamora da un angolo acuto un poco in disparte in una stanza, presso una tavolata, seduto in un giardino dove gli altri ballano al ritmo di una musichetta insulsa e decisiva che fa da colla di pesce per una faccia che si appunta a spilli sul diaframma del petto.

Era così bellissima vicina, le labbra appena aperte. Mi commuovono quelle di una donna, nude quando si accostano a baciare, si spogliano di tutto, dalle parole, in giù. "Chiudi questi benedetti occhi di pesce" "Ma non posso. Se tu vedessi quello che vedo io, non li potresti chiudere" "Da dove ti spuntano questi complimenti, piccolo giovanotto?" "Che complimenti ? Dico quello che vedo".

Artists love without reservation. They give their hearts completely and leave nothing on the table. They are naked and unashamed. They leave no room for pretension. And because they have given all of themselves, they live without regret.

She loved me with a viciousness that kept me from ever feeling complacent, with the reminder that nothing was permanent, that we would one day be lost to each other.

I do not much care for childhood; it is a state of terrible vulnerability. It is therefore unnatural and incompatible with human life. Everyone will cut you, strike you, cheat you. Everyone will offer you suffering when goodness should reign. And because children can do nothing for themselves, they need good advocates, good parents. But a good parent is as rare as snow in summer.

I do not much care for childhood. It is a astate of terrible vulnerability, and is therefore unnatural and incomaptivle with human life.

Sometimes...I will stand ...and look upon the babe's face at a distance. I almost cannot bear it: the soft skin, the tenderness, the eyes so guileless and trusting. I would almost wish the innocent to be stricken at once, there, in God's house. To keep such purity intact. From the arms of God to the arms of God.

Now We Think Now we think as we fuck this nut might kill us. There might be a pin-sized hole in the condom. A lethal leak. We stop kissing tall dark strangers, sucking mustaches, putting lips tongues everywhere. We return to pictures. Telephones. Toys. Recent lovers. Private lives. Now we think as we fuck this nut might kill. this kiss could turn to stone.

I'm dying twice as fast as any other American between eighteen and thirty-five This disturbs me, but I try not to show it in public.

Eroticism thrives in the space between the self and the other.

Spring is dangerous, like love. And love survives the lovers.

Ä°ki tür insan vard?r, duvar yan?nda uyuyanlar ve onlar? yataktan aÅŸa?? iten birinin yan?nda uyuyanlar.

It's amazing how people can sound like retards when they're talking to their girlfriend, especially if they really love her a lot. Because when you're just fucking someone you make a point of keeping your cool, but when you're really in love - it can sound pretty repulsive.

From the standpoint of karma, being present is all about trust—trusting vulnerability. Being vulnerable doesn't always feel like seeing an inspiring painting or taking a walk in nature. It is often a much more painful and awkward experience, the

When we choose to share things, the question is whether we can do so without changing or sugar-coating what we are saying. For

It's always okay to admit you are struggling. Why

My fear of abandonment is exceeded only by my terror of intimacy.

We are the breakers of our own hearts

Creio que foi o sorriso, o sorriso foi quem abriu a porta. Era um sorriso com muita luz lá dentro, apetecia entrar nele, tirar a roupa, ficar nu dentro daquele sorriso. Correr, navegar, morrer naquele sorriso.