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“When someone chooses to lift the curtain on a perceived imperfection in her story, on a circumstance or condition that traditionally might be considered to be a weakness, what she's often actually revealing is the source code for her steadiness and strength. And as we've seen plenty of times in our history, the strength of one resolute soul can become the strength of many.”

“It's only words and words are all I've. In my quiet moments of reflection, I've come to grasp a fundamental truth about myself: "Words are all I have." This realization runs deep, emphasizing the significance of my composing journey. It's an acknowledgment that the very make-up of my being, from expressing joy to navigating sorrow, relies on the art of words. Through them, I shape my thoughts, unveil my emotions, and construct the narrative of my life. In this self-awareness, I find both the strength and vulnerability that accompany the words I choose to wield. They become the bridge between my inner world and the external reality, giving meaning to my experiences and connecting me with others on a profound level. This phrase encapsulates the essence of my personal journey—a recognition of the weight and wonder held within the words that accompany me through every epoch of my life.”

“I am not that strong but my words are more powerful than I am. My soul is drowning under the weight of my own insecurities, my heart is often broken and my mind desperately struggles for the right words, often failing, but I hope that the words that I write with a vulnerable heart are strong enough to lift your spirit, awaken your consciousness and push you to the edge of your greatness.”

“You're my friend.' The words hung between them. His head dipped again, as if he could hide the expression on his face as he amended, 'If you would like me to be.' For a moment, she stared at him. The offer thrown out there. The quiet vulnerability. It erased any annoyance still in her veins. 'Didn't you know, Athalar?' The tentative hope in his face nearly destroyed her. 'We've been friends from the moment you thought Jelly Jubilee was a dildo.”

“February Freeze (Sonnet) There is a difference between error and evil, there is a difference between mistake and malice. People who abandon you at your slightest mistake are not your people, don't turn cold and bitter - don't turn into the thing that hurt you, everybody must choose their own joy and truth. Only apes and robots chase after perfection, humans cherish imperfection as a sign of life; those who build castles in the air are too full of themselves to see, that perfection is a lie. Everyone can love you when you have everything, but one who loves you when you have nothing that’s the person who truly cares for you. Anybody can admire you when you're strong, but bonding happens through vulnerability - commitment is proven not through perfection, but in affection through imperfection.”

“کیا میں نے تو تیری تصویر کے ذریعہ مجھ سے بہت کچھ کہا ہے لاچی ، پھر تو سنتی کیوں نہیں ، کیا تو صرف اس میں اپنی شخصیت دیکھتی ہے اپنی صورت کا عکس، اپنے من کے خدو خال ، لیکن میری روح کا جمال مجھ سے کیوں پوشیدہ ہے۔ یہ میرے ترسے ہوئے برش کے رنگ انھوں نے تیری تصویر میں کتنی نادیدہ جسرتوں کے رنگ برنگے گلزا کھلا دیتے ہیں۔ اری تو کیسی لڑکی ہے ؟ میرے دل کا لہو بھی نہیں دیکھ سکتی ؟ اب میں تجھ سے کیا کہوں ؟ خوب چند خاموش نگاہوں سے لاچی کی تصویر کی طرف دیکھتا رہا اور کچھ نہ بولا. اس نے لاچی کے کسی سوال کا جواب نہ دیا۔ اس کے منہ سے ایک آہ تک نہ نکلی ۔ اس کی آنکھوں میں ایک آنسو تک نہ آیا ۔ بس وہ خاموشی سے مٹھیاں بھینچے ہختی سے ہونٹ بند کئے تصویر کے سامنے چپ چاپ کھڑا رہا. لاچی کیا ایک اس کے پاس آگئی ۔ اس نے خوب چند کے کندھے پر دھیرے سے اپنا ہاتھ رکھ دیا اور بہت سے مدھم اور سیٹی آواز میں بولی اگر میں گل سے پیار نہ کرتی تو تیری ہو جاتی سپری ٹان ! " خود چند یک بارگی چونگا۔ پھر اس کے ہاتھوں کی مٹھیاں تن گئیں ۔ اس کا سارا جسم طوفان میں لرزنے والے پتے کی طرح کا نیا اور کانپ کر ایکا ایک ساکت ہو گیا۔ گویا پتہ ڈال سے گھر گیا اور ہواؤں کے تھپیڑے کھاتا ہوا کہیں دور فضا میں کھو گیا ۔ موت کی وادیوں میں ہمیشہ کیلئے کھو گیا ۔”

“I wish I hadn't met you in the rain: it comes every winter. I wish you hadn't told me your favorite wine: I've become a drinker. I wish I never showed you my hidden birthmark: It looks back at me at night asking where you are. I wish I hadn't read you my journal, all the pages praising you, It's corrupted now that I can't tell if I write for me or you. I wish I hadn't told you my daily routine: it's not mine anymore. I can't enjoy 11:11, my favorite song, a birthday cake, or a concert tour. I'm not afraid of the future, it's the past that takes a while.”

“What a strange thing that grief can become need in moments, in breaths, in the strength of his hands. Maybe it’s shelter. Maybe distraction. Or something else entirely. But there is old pain in me and we kiss as though we have kissed a thousand times before, as though in other lives we kissed every day, we kiss as though we have been waiting years to do so.”

“Most of the time we approach life with an armored front for two reasons: 1) We're not comfortable with emotions and equate vulnerability with weakness, and/or 2) Our experiences of trauma have taught us that vulnerability is actually dangerous. Violence and oppression have made our soft front a liability, and we struggle to find a place emotionally and physically safe enough to be vulnerable.”

“Of course, being open and vulnerable will lead us to, sometimes, experience pain. But what is pain? It is simply a feeling. It is not forever. If you get pain from some person or thing too many times, you can always walk away. To risk a lifetime without pleasure simply to avoid pain is ludicrous.”

“Healing is not a straight line. We often envision recovery as a steady progression from pain to wellness, but the actual path is more like a winding trail through a forest. ... But healing, whether physical or emotional, honours its own timeline. ... Acknowledging pain gives it space to transform. ... None of these actions are signs of weakness. They are evidence of feeling deeply and choosing to heal honestly”