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Sensitivity Quotes


"Wish I could be a fragile piece of glass to accept my brokenness."



"So what do you have to confess now?"I don't know why I'm saying any of this, except that is the truth. "I'm confessing that I don't know if I'm ready for this.""What is 'this'?""Being open. Being hurt. Liking. Not being liked. Seeing the flicker on. Seeing the flicker off. Leaping. Falling. Crashing."


"You pierce me with a look, a word, a gesture. And yet those same weapons could shield me from hurt if you so choose."



"Exaggerated sensitiveness is an expression of the feeling of inferiority."


"Emotionally intelligent people trust their instincts and can identify how certain thoughts, feelings, people, and situations make them feel."


"Vulnerability creates unimaginable space to build each other up, as much as it creates ample room to tear each other down."



"I do feel that I've managed to make something I could maybe call my world, over time, ittle by little. And when I'm inside it, to some extent, I feel kind of relieved. But the very fact I felt I had to make such a world probably means that I'm a weak person, that I bruise easily, don't you think? And in the eyes of society at large, that world of mine is a puny little thing. It's like a cardboard house: a puff of wind might carry it off somewhere."


"A chain grows weaker with each new link."


"I am sensitive soul; I feel with the moon, I use to be judged for my indifference, now I see their all just hiding behind false truths."


"I think in a moment of weakness, you might surprise yourself."



"I want you to be weak. As weak as I am."



"I'm not flailing now, as my muscles are rigid with the tension of holding myself together. The pain over my heart returns, and from it I imagine tiny fissures spreading out into my body. Through my torso, down my arms and legs, over my face, leaving it crisscrossed with cracks. One good jolt and I could shatter into strange, razor-sharp shards."



"Sensitive," I tried.Sam translated: "Squishy.""Creative.""Dangerously emo.""Thoughtful.""Feng shui." out of 'thoughtful'?""You know, because in feng shui, you arrange furniture and plants and stuff in thoughtful ways." Sam shrugged. "To make you calm. Zenlike. Or something. I'm not one hundred percent sure how it all works, besides the thoughtful part."



"But once in a while . . . I don't know. I feel so close, Rose. So close to the edge. Like if I allow myself one small misstep, I'll plunge away and never come back. It's like I'll lose myself."


"You disappoint me -I am the worst liar in the world - I can't hide my pain or my need so I make a bouquet of my sorrows and give them to you ..."


"I embrace my sensitivity and let it enhance my joy every day."



"A little smoke lost in the air, that was the life of a man."



"What she really meant was: here is my heart, have a care."


"In acceptance, I am grounded. In vulnerability, I am strong. In love, I am whole."



"I didn't know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of the throat and I'd cry for a week."



"And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter- they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long."


"Everyone has scars. Cowards conceal them. The brave reveal them."



"I need more than anything right now what is, of course, most impossible, someone to love me, to be with me at night when I wake up in shuddering horror and fear of the cement tunnels leading down to the shock room, to comfort me with an assurance that no psychiatrist can quite manage to convey."


"In a relationship with God, our most secret places once thickly cloaked and meticulously hidden away now stand before us utterly and entirely exposed. And it may be that this dreaded fear is the single thing that keeps us an arm's length from God, and forever a single step away from His blessings."



"I feel bare. I didn't realize I wore my secrets as armor until they were gone and now everyone sees me as I really am."


"The sensitive artist knows that a bitter wind is blowing."



"Love- the infatuation kind- 'he's so handsome, she's so beautiful'- that can shrivel. As soon as something goes wrong, that kind of love can fly out the window."



"What is it?Nothing. I had a bad dream.What did you dream about?Nothing.Are you okay?No.He put his arms around him and held him. It's okay, he said.I was crying. But you didnt wake up.I'm sorry. I was just so tired.I meant in the dream."


"It's a difficult thing having a heart made of glass, people don't seem to realize how easily it shatters. How often I've swept up the pieces and carefully glued them back together."


"Being sensitive is a gift that fosters peace. Help create a kinder, gentler world by embracing it."


"I'm barely human. I'm more like a creature; to me, everything gives off a scent! Thoughts, moments, feelings, movements, words left unsaid, words barely spoken; they all have a distinct sense, distinct fragrances! Both a smell and a touch! To inhale is to capture, to experience! I can perceive and I can "touch in so many odd ways! And so I am made up of all these scents, all these feelings! An illumination of nerve endings!"


"As humans, we are all insecure to a certain degree, and we don't want to risk looking stupid, being rejected, or feeling awkward."


"Maybe we don't ever feel that sweetly untainted and wholly majestic kind of love that takes every longing captive because we are hopelessly entangled in the illogical fear that despite all of love's grand goodness, it might not be good enough to keep us safe."


"You can't put your heart into everything; you've just got to show up. And if your heart is worn all over you, then so be it, but you can't pull it out of you and put it in places, or put it in people's hands. Because you are like this wild and quiet and laughing thing and people are like things that stand there and don't understand what's going on; so when you put your heart into things like that, you're going to feel either stupid, or very hurt, or both. And it's not people's faults that they are just standing there. I mean, you're the different one; they're not different; they're all the same."



"When I got home, my roof was gone. Overnight the weight of the snow became too much to carry. What tipped the scale? Think about it: there must have been a final snowflake that did it, a fraction of a fraction of a fraction of a milligram that made all the difference."



"She wanted to lose herself in him. To tie his arms around her like a tourniquet.If she showed him how much she needed him, he'd run away."



"For we, when we feel, evaporate: oh, webreathe ourselves out and away: from ember to ember,yielding us fainter fragrance."



"Don't touch me, I'll die if you touch me."



"If you hold back on the emotions--if you don't allow yourself to go all the way through them--you can never get to being detached, you're too busy being afraid. You're afraid of the pain, you're afraid of the grief. You're afraid of the vulnerability that loving entails. But by throwing yourself into these emotions, by allowing yourself to dive in, all the way, over your heard even, you experience them fully and completely."



"I'll tell them that on bad mornings, it feels impossible to take pleasure in anything because I'm afraid it could be taken away."



"We both wanted to know each other's secrets, and we both wanted the other person to go first."



"I mean, it's impossible to fake anything if you've already seen the other person in a way they'd never choose for you to. You can't go back from that."



"I pressed my hand against her hair, holding her to me, filled with the certainty that she was going to hurt me again and that I didn't have the strength to push her away before she did."



"I didn't want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I didn't know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of my throat and I'd cry for a week. I could feel the tears brimming and sloshing in me like water in a glass that is unsteady and too full."



"So she stood naked in front of the young man and at this moment stopped playing the game."



"But I think that sensitivity is also a good counsellor when it comes to enforcing one's interests."



"She was fragile, gentle, wide awake in a sleeping world."


"As a young girl, I allowed my self-esteem to be determined by others' opinions, and I devoted incredible energy tuning into how everyone else felt."



"To live is to have worries and uncertainties. Keep them inside, and they will destroy you for certain--leaving behind a person so callused that emotion can find no root in his heart."



"Jack could feel the fissures beginning even now, the hard shell he'd promised to keep in place so that no one, ever, would get close enough to hurt him again."
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