Quotes About Broken

He's tender and defenseless, as if every part of him is exposed. He's not the asshole I thought he was, not even close. What I see is someone broken and fierce. Someone loyal and hardened. Someone who could belong to me completely, and me to him.

Today I saw shooting Star was looking totally like me (broken), But nothing happen to the Moon, was exactly like you

...everything I treasure is broken - it's of no use to anybody but me...

There is no Love Failure but for the Broken Heart.

I see pieces of memories in his eyes. Pieces of us. They are broken, and scattered, but they are there, gradually coming together again at the sight of me.

A broken love can still last forever so long as you carry the pieces close to your heart.

The human heart is the only thing whose worth increases the more it is broken.

Broken heart is flute.i blow into the flute & design walking portrait with empty pen

You broke meI'm trying to put allthe piecesback togetherThe processis takinglonger than expected.

I loved you unabashedly in the rain, you were real, raw, accustomed to pain. I loved you mostly in the rain, where you exposed your broken soul, unashamed, dancing despite it all.

I asked myself only when he needed my help, "How will the broken heal the wounded?

In the rain Still crying In the rain She's dancing Again & again Broken hearts Still meltingLike ice on fire ….

I've had extraordinary good luck with my health, other than a broken elbow.

I think we will send you money periodically. Not that money will solve anything, since you're alone, broke, unsettled, and unreliable. But we're all unreliable and broken somewhere inside and sometimes it seems desperately attractive to be unrooted and breaking nothing but your own solitude. That's how people find each other, and understand.

Not that money will solve anything, since you're alone, broke, unsettled, and unreliable. But we're all unreliable and broken somewhere inside and sometimes it seems desperately attractive to be unrooted and breathing nothing but your own solitude

Humanity...I'm a humanity lover. All the broken bastards...

Or—but this more rarely happened—she would be convulsed with a rage of grief, and sob out her love for her mother, in broken words, and seem intent on proving that she had a heart, by breaking it.

That Jim Crow there in the window, answered the urchin, holding out a cent, and pointing to the gingerbread figure that had attracted his notice, as he loitered along to school; the one that has not a broken foot.

shattered like old glass

Even now, she looked radiant to him. How ridiculous that he'd be romanticizing her in these final hours. What could have once been love was now the resignation of a heart long broken.

From the end of the bar, the bartender threw a sidelong look at him, so Clarence pulled out a broken Bluetooth headset and fixed it to his ear. I learned this trick while traveling with Mikey, Clarence told Nick. Makes my brand of crazy the same as everyone else's.

Ours is a perfect world-but perfection does not linger in one place. It is a firefly, by its very nature elusive and unpredictable. We may have caught it in a jar, but that jar has broken, and we are in danger or shredding ourselves on its shards.

Wandering aimlessly, broken by my thoughts, Which slowly sharpened daggers at my heart

The myth of the starving artist was a hoax. Once you realized that everything was a hoax you got wise and began to bleed and burn your fellow man. I'd build an empire upon the broken bodies and lives of helpless men, women, and children—I'd shove it to them all the way. I'd show them!