Quotes About Vulnerability

When I was a child I experienced moments of not wanting to see the ugliness, not wanting to see not being wanted. This lack of love went into my eyes and into my mind.

Stop falling in love with everything that lets you down, even if your hands are shaking and your faith is broken, even as the eyes are closing, do it with a heart wide open. Say what you need to say.

You can only love and be loved to the extent that you know and are known by somebody.

Love is a very hard feeling to keep alive. It's a very fragile plant.

Luckily, no one I've ever been in love with has needed me to save their life!

Love makes me feel vulnerable.

Only in love is there trust - even the possibility of trust.

We all do foolish things when we are in love. Don't we, your grace?

Love is selfless, it is a weakness, a giving in, a constant falling.

I would love to do some more comedy. I would love to do some silliness. I would love to do some characters that have greater vulnerability.

I would love to do some characters that have greater vulnerability. I don't know why. I know I can play these roles, but they're certainly not the only roles I can play.

This is the danger of loving: No matter how powerful you are, no matter how many kingdoms you rule, you cannot stop those you love from dying.

I love playing these characters that are crazy tough, though. Because I am not in real life. Not at all.

Because feeling love does make you feel superior. Until you find out you aren't loved back.

I love trying to play the not-confident guy, the guy against my normal character, because that's when real acting comes into play.

Love is an interesting thing.

I love imperfections.

You ought to pity me 'cause there's always one man to love/ But in the bedroom the size of him's more than enough.

The audacity to love. Do you know what a gift that is?

That was the true terror of love, that you could love with your whole heart, your whole soul, and lose both

Pity is an emotion that can get you killed. The only thing more dangerous is blind hate, and maybe love.

Eventually I realize that I am holding on to him just as tightly as he holds on to me. And here we are: two small dying things, as the world ends around us like falling autumn leaves.

I feel that the only true security I have is my capacity, however limited, to love.

You can call it love, or you can call it freefall. They're pretty much the same thing.