Quotes About Vulnerability

It is the privilege of those who fear love to murder those who do not fear it!

Love makes you foolish. It makes you throw every bit of logic away, do stupid things, dangerous things.

I feel the most vulnerable when I'm in love. When my heart is open, and when life is making me feel like I have to open up myself completely. Love has a tendency to do that.

I feel the most vulnerable when I'm in love.

It's very difficult for me to say 'I love you' but to sing 'I love you' for me is easier.

[...] falling in love with someone beautiful and intelligent and the rest of it, then feeling like a blank twit put you at something of a disadvantage.

Old age ain't no place for sissies.

Most people don't really understand why live makes us vulnerable, or open. It's because love, to be fully expressed and through your being, begins to eliminate all the fears, all the insecurities and all the anxieties that are inconsistent with itself.

Most people don't really understand why love makes us vulnerable, or open. It's because love, to be fully expressed and through your being, begins to eliminate all the fears, all the insecurities and all the anxieties that are inconsistent with itself.

down her bare legs. Squirming against him, she issued a weak protest. "No, Jared. Please." His sex

Swell, just swell," muttered Howie. "Twenty-nine kids laughing at me in girls' socks carrying a stupid little pillow.

She didn't have to go and tell that, thought Ramona, feeling that her mother had betrayed her by telling, as if it were funny, something she had done a long time ago.

Nobody understood what is was like to be six-years-old and the littlest in the family.

You may be operating from the belief that you must do everything yourself because no one will ever be there for you. Or you may think that if you never speak up you'll avoid being rejected. Both these fears no longer apply to you today as an adult. If you never reach out for help, you will continue to deprive yourself.

La vostra, cari amici, non è cronaca. E' pornografia dei sentimenti. E a noi non piace fare lo spogliarello della nostra anima davanti a tutti.

Woods are not like other spaces. To begin with, they are cubic. Their trees surround you, loom over you, press in from all sides. Woods choke off views & leave you muddled & without bearings. They make you feel small & confused & vulnerable, like a small child lost in a crowd of strange legs. Stand in a desert or prairie & you know you are in a big space. Stand in the woods and you only sense it. They are vast, featureless nowhere. And they are alive.

There are thousands of things that can kill us—slightly more than eight thousand, according to the International Statistical Classification of Diseases and Related Health Problems compiled by the World Health Organization—and we escape every one of them but one. For most of us, that's not a bad deal.

An increase of only a degree or so in body temperature has been shown to slow the replication rate of viruses by a factor of two hundred—an astonishing increase in self-defense from only a very modest rise in warmth.

You are totally at the mercy of nature in this country, mate. It's just a fact of life.

You are totally at the mercy of nature in this country, mate. It's just a fact of life. But I tell you one thing." "What's that?" "It sure makes you appreciate something like this when you know it could all go up in a puff of smoke."           HOWE

What on earth would I do if four bears came into my camp? Why, I would die, of course. Literally shit myself lifeless. I would blow my sphincter out my backside like one of those unrolling paper streamers you get at children's parties—I daresay it would even give a merry toot—and bleed to a messy death in my sleeping bag.

Only one thing is certain: we live on a knife edge. In

Take it from me, if you are in an open space with no weapons and a grizzly comes for you, run. You may as well. If nothing else, it will give you something to do with the last seven seconds of your life.

A child half your height who falls and strikes her head will experience only 1/32 of the force of impact that a grown person would feel, which is part of the reason that children so often seem to be mercifully indestructible.15