Quotes About Vulnerability

He holds me. I am his in a way he probably isn't even aware of. Boys shouldn't know what power they have. They would panic probably or just mess things up. But boys are who you give yourself to. Not your parents or your teachers or your "future". You give yourself to a boy. And then you go for long walks at night and think about them and wonder what they will do to you in the end.

It's so weird being straight. You have no defenses. Shit happens and you have to feel it. You have no choice.

But I let myself love him anyway. I let myself love him with all my heart. I give myself that. I tell myself I deserve it.

Boys shouldn't know what power they have. They would panic probably, or just mess things up. But boys are who you give yourself to. Not your parents, or your teachers, or your "future." You give yourself to a boy. And then you go for long walks at night and think about them and wonder what they will do to you in the end.

Brodsky knew in his heart that external events weren't really to blame, and he eventually forced himself to face up to the truth: He had single-handedly destroyed a solid, profitable business by putting it in harm's way. Without his decision to acquire Sky Courier, and to keep pouring cash into it, CitiPostal would not have been vulnerable to the events that brought it down.

But even the president of the United StatesSometimes must have to stand naked.

You say you love rain, but you use an umbrella to walk under it. You say you love sun, but you seek shelter when it is shining. You say you love wind, but when it comes you close your windows. So that's why I'm scared when you say you love me.

You open your heart knowing that there's a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that's so real it scares you.

You say you love rain, but you use an umbrella to walk under it. You say you love the sun, but you seek shelter when it is shining. You say you love wind, but when it comes you close your window. So that's why I'm scared when you say you love me.

Sometimes, the more you protect your force, the less secure you may be. Sometimes, the more force is used, the less effective it is.

Folk gråter för litet, visste de hur mycket de borde gråta skulle de aldrig sluta, börjar man gråta finns det inget slut på det.

und dass Liebe nicht am Beginn steht, wie mit einem Mausklick herbeigeführt, sondern sich allmählich, fast hinter dem Rücken der Beteiligten einstellt, sie heimsucht wie eine Krankheit, so schön wie unheilbar.

Our heads met, our eyes crossed paths, the window to the courtyard lay open, I whispered in his ear and he started crying in my hair, wept like a child, I stroked him, touched by his crying, that he opened up, as he truly was, rent his shirt and exposed his heart like the paintings of Jesus hung over the beds in country houses.

A fitting room to me has always been like a confessional ... where my body and my contrition take up the entire room.

She hoped Smoke was wrong about people being unknowable. She hoped that she could crack herself open like a nut and know herself, at least. Then she'd be able to start figuring out everybody else.

Learning to swim meant learning how to relinquish control, to thrive in a space of uncertainty.

It's still very difficult for me to rely. Your weakness, the blessing of your weakness is it forces you into friendships. The things that you lack, you look for in others.

Honesty, vulnerability and a good amount of courageous faith allows you to cry out in your bewilderment and not lose your belief in the process. These things allow you to wrestle your faith rather than lose it.

But the one thing we can all agree -- all faiths, all ideologies -- is that God is with the vulnerable and poor. God is in the slums, in the cardboard boxes where the poor play house. God is in the silence of a mother who has infected her child with a virus that will end both their lives. God is in the cries heard under the rubble of war. God is in the debris of wasted opportunity and lives, and God is with us if we are with them.

On the phone, it's about as intimate as it can get. The person's right in your ear. You got to be careful on the phone. You can leave yourself wide open

If your heart was hard, that would be better / You could only break it once or twice / After that it would be rid of blood and you could let it turn to ice.

Well, while I hope God is with those of us who live such comfortable lives, I know God is with the poorest and most vulnerable.

Truth is beauty. That can be a hard thing to say, because some things are not so attractive on the surface. But by owning up to them, we change them--just by speaking them.

a girl who's talked about has a weakness that's often a fatal one." "What is it?" "It's this: when she's talked about she isn't there.