“A sensitive person receives fifty impressions where somebody else may only get seven. Sensitive people are so vulnerable; they’re so easily brutalized and hurt just because they are sensitive. The more sensitive you are, the more certain you are to be brutalized, develop scabs… I can’t trust anyone enough to give myself to them. But I’m ready. I want it. And I may, I’m almost on the point, I’ve really got to … Because - well, what else is there? That’s all it’s all about. To love somebody.”
—Marlon Brando in a profile of him done by Truman Capote for The New Yorker magazine in 1957 titled, The Duke in his Domain. (via danielcharles:miguee-e:velveteenrabbit) (via naomijade)
August 2010
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Human beings are funny. They long to be with the person they love but refuse to admit it openly. Some are afraid to show even the slightest sign of affection because of fear. Fear that their feelings may not be recognized, or even worse, returned. But the one thing about human beings that puzzles me the most is their conscious effort to be connected with the object of their affection even if it kills them slowly within.
Sigmund Freud
