Quotes About Vulnerability

She felt too much and didn't know where to put it.

Susan Mallery

The person you love is supposed to be the one place where you can relax. Where you can completely be yourself without being judged or pressured. Loving someone, committing to someone, means giving them a break, taking care of them more than they take care of you because if both people are doing that, then it's marriage at its best.

He was curious about how much of her indignation was real and how much was self-protection.

Reason returned and she wanted to wince. Had she really begged him not to stop? "I, um, want to tell you--" She broke off, not sure what she wanted to say to him. She looked at his face, but the night was too dark for her to be able to see what he was thinking. Besides, how was she supposed to think when the man's hands were still down her pants?

I have to know," he murmured. Know? Know what? Before she could ask, he moved his right hand across her hip to her belly, then slipped it down between her legs. His fingers slipped across slick, swollen flesh. They both sucked in a breath. He pulled his hand free and carefully zipped and buttoned her jeans. About fourteen thousand questions flashed through her brain, but she settled for the most important one. "What did you have to know?" "That you wanted it, too.

For many of them, turning eighteen meant aging out of the foster-care system. They could find themselves with nowhere to live and no support system.

We're all scared. Some of us are just better at faking it.

Susan Mallery

Grief is natural, but when left alone it grows into something bigger. Something that steals hope. You shut down and no one gets in. The walls get bigger.

It's an awe-filled, wonderful, terrifying act to have a child, for you suddenly wear your heart on the outside of your body. You risk a little more each day as he wanders from your arms into the world.

To love is not to be fragile; it is to be unlocked and open. And when something is open, other things can come in.

Do not choose to abandon love because you are afraid that it will crush you. Love is the only true constant in a fragile world.

Oh, but it's our tears that make us human, Isabel.

It is the nature of the earth to shift. It is the nature of fragile things to break. It is the nature of fire to burn.

When she'd heard the news on the phone it had torn a hole in her and she went immediately hard and did not cry. If she let herself feel, the part of her that was left would be riddled wigth holes and there'd be nothing left. She had not, since then, shed a tear. Her body shut down; to allow feeling would sink her

In any relationship, the person who cares the least is the one with the most power.

Never be afraid of the conversations you are having. Be afraid of the conversations you are not having.

The idea I want you to embrace is that our relationships thrive, flatline, or fail, gradually then suddenly—one conversation at a time.

Unreal conversations are expensive, for the individual and the organization.

to take a photograph is to participate in another person's mortality, vulnerability, mutability. precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time's relentless melt.

I vulgarize my feelings by speaking of them too readily to others.

To photograph people is to violate them as they never see themselves, by having knowledge of them they can never have; it turns people into objects that can be symbolically possessed.

Queremos que el fotógrafo sea un espía en la casa del amor y de la muerte y que los retratados no sean conscientes de la cámara, se encuentren con la guardia baja.