I'm very ticklish. They say being tickled is a form of torture.
We think of first love as sweet and valuable, a blessed if hazardous condition.
When you receive a cancer diagnosis, you're more vulnerable than at any other time in your life. I've personally had the experience twice. My only hope for survival was alternatives. But that was my decision, what I thought was best for me.
I had this almost Dickensian look. I was quite fragile.
Ecstasy and vulnerability belonged in the same dish. The fear the cup would be snatched away was what gave the wine its savor.
Those big blue eyes were swimming, and he was afraid that if the first tear fell, he would break and carry her off anywhere she wanted to go.
Fifteen years old, out in the world, acting was all I had.
This is the posture of fortunes slave: one foot in the gravy, one foot in the grave.
But it was like a dance across a field strewn with razors, and I bled with every step I took.
If you break up with a girlfriend or a boyfriend, you're in this vulnerable state where you're still kind of half in the relationship with them, but you're single, and it takes a while to feel solid in yourself again.
It's a weird thing... putting your emotions out there for everybody to see while filming. I think it puts you in a kind of vulnerable state.
