Quotes About Frailty

Life, for people, begins to crumble on the edges; they don't realize it.

Then one day I have to run to catch a bus. I am so out of breath when I get there that I know in a flash all my preparations for the apocalypse are doomed. I will die early and ignobly.

If life has hit out at you, and you weren't prepared for it, a little housefly has only to cough and it will knock you flat

Inimene on suur oma kavatsustes, kuid nõrk nende teostamises. Selles peitubki tema armetus ja võlu.

In Dostoevsky there were things unbelievable and not to be believed, but some so true they changed you as you read them; frailty and madness, wickedness and saintliness, and the insanity of gambling were there to know as you knew the landscape and the roads in turgenev

by the essence of their nature, which was frail, all human beings were probably doomed to be seasick.

We cannot be kind to each other here for even an hour. We whisper, and hint, and chuckle and grin at our brother's shame; however you take it we men are a little breed.

If we look for human frailty in humans, we will always find it. When we focus on finding the frailties of those who hold priesthood keys, we run risks for ourselves. When we speak or write to others of such frailties, we put them at risk.

A tall, thin, gaunt, cadaverous man, who moved like he might collapse at any moment, like a broken stepladder.

There was something heartbreakingly beautiful about the lights of distant ships, I thought. It was something that touched both on human achievement and the vastness against which those achievements seemed so frail. It was the same thing whether the lights belonged to a caravel battling the swell on a stormy horizon or a diamond-hulled starship which had just sliced its way through interstellar space.

I cannot imagine a God who rewards and punishes the objects of his creation, whose purposes are modeled after our own -- a God, in short, who is but a reflection of human frailty. Neither can I believe that the individual survives the death of his body, although feeble souls harbor such thoughts through fear or ridiculous egotisms.

We were tiny creatures, really; tiny and afraid, trying to hold our place on the little platform that was our earth. So while the world about us might seem so solid, so permanent, it was not really. We were all at the mercy of chance, no matter how confident we felt, hostages to our own human frailty.

the world is no fit place for human beings. we harm and ache.

She slid a little until she was sagging against the open doorframe

We kill, kill, kill. Flesh, spirit, whatever gets in our way. It's like our whole purpose is to extinguish life. And for those who live, there's memory, like a curse. We're such a mixture of frailty and cruelty.

Of all creatures that breathe and move upon the earth, nothing is bred that is weaker than man.

Life is a frail moth flying Caught in the web of the years that pass.

Life is a disease.

Weakness begets evil

But it is heartening to realize that God accomplishes his purposes despite our frailties, our little faith, our entrenched self-reliance.

She straightened her back another degree, even as Merrick's eyelids sank lower. He looked half asleep but he remained alert to everything around him, including her increasingly frail resistance. Good heavens, he didn't have to watch her to confirm her vulnerability. Hadn't she just let him kiss her into a stupor? He hadn't mentioned the kisses. Nor had she. But every time she met his glinting silver eyes, she remembered the shocking intimacy of his tongue in her mouth.

How she hated the weakness of her human heart.

Whenever I act well, my head clears. Always a bit frail I was personally, but never professionally.

What a feeble thing intelligence is, with its short steps, its waverings, its pacing back and forth, its disastrous retreats!