Quotes About Broken

It's definitely broken," my mom says [...] "Maybe it's unplugged or something," [...] "Honey, it's broken," my mom says. She sounds like she's trying to break it to me gently. I can't really blame her. The other day she told me there was no more vanilla ice cream, and I burst into tears right in the middle of the kitchen. She obviously knows I'm fragile.

it's wrecked, our relationship is smashed, and we don't have to pretend anymore.

My heart is lost; the beasts have eaten it.

Mr. Tope is again highly entertained, and, having fallen into respectful convulsions of laughter, subsides into a deferential murmur, importing that surely any gentleman would deem it a pleasure and an honour to have his neck broken, in return for such a compliment from such a source.

There was silence, which was not broken until Arthur had stood for some time at the window with his back towards them, and until his little wife that was to be had gone to him and stayed by him.

what we call existence is a womb of infinitude, and is itself only incubatory—that eventually all attempts are broken down by the falsely excluded.

If you took a cracked pot and you cracked that cracked pot, you'd be approaching the level of cracked pottery we are talking about here.

Through the window a broken fingernail of moon was visible.

The world is full of broken people who think they are surrounded by whole people.

Let sorrowful longing dwell in your heart. Never give up, never lose hope. Allah says, "The broken ones are my beloved." Crush your heart. Be broken.

We think that some ties are so strong that they can withstand anything, but it's not true. When trust is broken, weariness sets in. Then poor choices, the deceptive lure of seduction and sorry twists of fate, all conspire to kill off love. In this type of unusual contest, the chances of winning are slim, more the exception than the rule.

We cannot know the future, my friend. It claims so much to imagine we can. And the world is not broken any more than it always, always is.

Full moon is falling through the sky. Cranes fly through clouds. Wolves howl. I cannot find rest Because I am powerless To amend a broken world.

The necklace of Al-Rassan had been broken then, the pearls scattering. Now they could be lost.

Heimthra' was the word used for longing: for home, for the past, for things to be as they once had been. Even the gods were said to know that yearning, from when the worlds were broken.

perhaps within me the desire to put off that which I most in the world desire of late keeps watch, I mean, to write a book but a wounded book, a contentious, broken book, a book not pleased to be a book, to be only a book, to be born in the absence of my friend, a book incapable of acting as if the last times were not upon us, but which at the same time cannot act as if it were only a book hence a being unaware of the end, unaware what time it is.

Maybe I've always been broken. "Often it feels like I am breathing today only because I keep hoping that maybe one day, I won't be so broken anymore and one day, I will find the lost pieces of me again.

So "I'm standing in Wal mart, I hear something inside my body. The noise is coming up, coming out, of the broken place, in my face. If I let the noise get out into the air, it will be laughter, too loud, too much of it, someone is bound to hear.

I'm standing in the dark. I hear something inside my body. The noise is coming up, coming out, of the broken place, in my face. If I let the noise get out into the air, it will be laughter, too loud, too much of it, someone is bound to hear.

Hello loneliness my old friend. I've come to say goodbye. They broke me in an unexpected way, with that hug.

We're all broken, and all beautifully imperfect." And that's what connects us. We're all beautiful wrecks.

A penny for pain. A dime for bitterness. A quarter for grief. A dollar for silence. The price for the parts of me that are used and broken.

They have no mercy on that here or infanticide. Refuse christian burial. They used to drive a stake of wood through his heart in the grave. As if it wasn't broken already.

God bless those employees at United who somehow continue to be gracious and patient and generous with customers even while bearing the brunt of a broken company themselves.