"I would think that when I came out here that I would have much tougher skin, so I don't think I'm building skin out here, I think I'm losing it."
The thing about [rogues] is that they don't give their heart lightly. They tuck it away and pretend it doesn't exist because they sense how vulnerable they really are. But when they do give it, they give it to only one person—and it's for life. When they love someone, they will always be loyal. No excuses, no empty promises—it's clad in durasteel.
Liara: She was so cold when I first met her, completely focused on her duty.
Shepard: I don't know that she's lightened up that much.
Liara: She has. Believe me, you have no idea how much you've changed her.
— Liara and Shepard talking about Miranda Lawson, Mass Effect 2
Agent 99: Should have hit you harder.
Maxwell Smart: Is that your default setting? Do you just punch people in the face, willy-nilly? Its Tuesday, I'll punch Max in the face. Ooh, a box of kittens, time to punch Max in the face. Oh, I'm having some bread. Time to punch Max in the face.
— Get Smart (2008)
She, who always seemed so happy in a crowd, her eyes so private and so proud, no one's allowed to see them when they cry.
"When the night has been too lonely,
And the road has been too long,
And you think that love is only
For the lucky and the strong...
Just remember, in the winter,
Far beneath the bitter snows,
Lies the seed that with the sun's love
In the spring becomes the rose."
—Bette Midler, "The Rose"
"Women in the media for so long were always the emotional support, the damsels, the smiling pretty faces, so in the 90's, there was a desperate need to change that. Oh, not by making them unpretty, we wouldn't do that, but we suddenly made them cold, bitter, confrontational, and overly strong, to go out of their way to show that they're not those old emotional stereotypes, and instead make way for new emotional stereotypes. For you see, in every 90's film, the woman behind this strong independent wall that won't let everybody in, [quivering, feminine voice] is a sad little bunny rabbit that will eventually let down her defences and reveal a tragic backstory. [normal voice] So you see, she wasn't a strong, confident worker just because she was a strong, confident worker. [jumps back to the feminine voice] Deep down she just wants to be held like any other fragile woman. Oh, I don't want to think! I just want to be loved!"
My lover's heart is numbing stone
That hides in ice beneath our sight.
So some decry, "It is not there,"
While others whisper, "Yet, it might."
Though stone is born from fevered ash,
Once formed it yields no whiff of heat.
So too, her heart betrays no love,
Nor comforts those embracing it.
As mountains grow and yearn for sky,
Then climbers, conquering, ascend.
With chisel, rope, with axe and pick,
They force the rock to yield to them.
One peak stands proud amidst the range,
Invincible, and scaled by none.
Those men who try wash down her slopes;
Their eye-born streams obliquely run.
For brash assault could never pierce
Those guarded depths that lay apart.
But patient water gently shapes
A furtive channel to the heart.
My love is delving water, ice
That cracks with cycles of the sun.
A lapping, yearning, whispered plea
Will mark the time 'til I rush in.
For I have dwelt among the rocks,
My city carved from rugged stone.
So in that burrow I will creep,
And warm the soul which makes my home.
—A missive from Calcelmo to Faleen, The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim
"LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING, ALIEN PARTNER I NEVER WANTED IN THE FIRST PLACE, BUT AM BEGRUDGINGLY STARTING TO LIKE IN SPITE OF MYSELF..."