For me, I was the most vulnerable and needed the most in my postpartum experience and got the least. It was just kind of a drop-off. That would be my focus - on the woman, afterwards.
An ardent temperament makes one very vulnerable to dreamkillers.
It's the unknown that makes me feel the most vulnerable.
I think so many people give us ideas of what we are. I think as women especially, because we're sensitive by nature, we're more vulnerable, we absorb other people's ideas about what we're supposed to think or who we're supposed to be and how we're supposed to act.
Every time you see him, you only make yourself vulnerable to further heartache. Do you really need further proof that he's getting on with his life without you?
So much is made of good, strong roles for women. Actually, it's really interesting playing vulnerable people as well.
I'm not frightened of appearing vulnerable.
Don't let anyone see your vulnerable spots. Once they knew how to hurt you, they would do it again and again.
I do know the effect that music still has on me - I'm completely vulnerable to it. I'm seduced by it.
People are all vulnerable in so many different ways. We go into survival mode a lot of times.
IT'S OUR IMPERFECTIONS THAT MAKE US VULNERABLE, MAKE US INTERESTING. HOW CAN I MAKE MYSELF A BIT OF AN ASSHOLE AND STILL HAVE HUMANITY ABOUT IT?
There is nothing more difficult to plan, more doubtful of success, nor more dangerous to manage than the creation of a new order of things. . . . . Whenever his enemies have occasion to attack the innovator they do so with the passion of partisans, while the others defend him sluggishly so that the innovator and his party alike are vulnerable.
Inevitably, anytime we are too vulnerable we feel the need to protect ourselves from further wounds. So we resort to sarcasm, cutting humor, criticism - anything that will keep from exposing the tenderness within. Each partner tends to wait on the initiative of the other for love, only to be disappointed but also confirmed as to the rightness of the accusations made.
We travel together, passengers on a little spaceship, dependent on its vulnerable reserves of air and soil, all committed, for our safety, to its security and peace. Preserved from annihilation only by the care, the work and the love we give our fragile craft.
At the peak of the so-called great success of neoliberal economics, in 2007, right before the crash, non-supervisory workers were at wages considerably lower than in 1979, when the neoliberal assault was taking off. That perfectly naturally causes resentment and fear, and combines with a tendency to blame the most vulnerable.
When you are really in love, you become vulnerable, and insecurities come out of nowhere.
I feel terribly vulnerable and 'not-myself' when I'm not writing.
As I go across the country and privately visit women's shelters and counselling centres, I am appalled that the most vulnerable people in our society are still women.
I think that the older I get and the more comfortable I get with myself, the more I realize that art is about relinquishing control of your emotions and being vulnerable and innocent.
At once, it’s clear I cannot gush. We try me playing cocky, but I just don’t have the arrogance. Apparently, I’m too “vulnerable” for ferocity. I’m not witty. Funny. Sexy. Or mysterious By the end of the session, I am no one at all.