Quotes About Repair

We were just two broken souls trying to fix one another...Somehow I ended up with a piece of you and you me

Even the strongest hearts can be fragile. It takes only seconds to hurt someone. But sometimes it takes years to repair the damage. Cherish the hearts that love you.

The worst part about doing something inexcusable is that you can never take it back. It's like breaking a glass. It can't unbreak. The best you can do is sweep it up, and hope you don't step on the slivers you left behind.

Because Dirk is different. Dirk is missing the spark. Which means there's nothing holding him together but stitches.

The chip that functions abnormally will be desoldered, as they say.

The damage done in one year can sometimes take ten or twenty years to repair.

A man might pick his way with the utmost care through a crowded market but find that the hem of his cloth had upset and broken another's wares; in such a case the man, not his cloth, was held to repair the damage.

You can repair anything but dead. You can't fix that. So you bury the dead an move on.

You can repair anything but dead. You can't fix that

A lot of the companies that I am inclined to get involved in have a mission to fix something that is 'broken' in the world.

My mom and dad had a store, and sometimes people would return broken stuff. I'd take it apart and reassemble it. At 16, I really understood the architecture of things.

It was the burden of being alive. Awkwardly, the men would reassemble themselves, first in private, then in groups, becoming soldiers again. They would repair the leaks in their eyes. They would check for casualties, call in dustoffs, light cigarettes, try to smile, clear their throats and spit and begin cleaning their weapons.

They would repair the leaks in their eyes.

They were on foot, for the Royce had developed some curious wasting disease and was even more under the spanner.

Nothing will undo the accident; nothing will immediately repair the jar, so what is the urgency of the beating? To teach a lesson or to enjoy it?

One time, Grandpa had gifts for us. He gave me a hand-polished, dark steel pair of pliers that fit my fist perfectly. For my brother, he had some coins from Canada. Even then, I knew these gifts were wise. I tried to fix things with my hands. For my brother, vocation was more distant: repair of the world.

Dans les ateliers de réparation provisoires, les hommes tapaient du marteau, actionnaient les soufflets et forgeaient le fer pour les roues des verdines.

Pity the theory which sets itself in opposition to the mind! It cannot repair this contradiction by any humility, and the humbler it is so much the sooner will ridicule and contempt drive it from real life.

Duct tape is like the force. It has a light side, a dark side, and it holds the universe together....

Duct tape is like the force. It has a light side, and a dark side, and it holds the universe together...

This is also what critical reading of our histories makes possible: we cannot repair what we cannot reconcile; we cannot truly know what we will not truly see.

When the earth is body of Goddess, the radical implications of the image are more fully realized. The female body and the earth, which have been devalued and dominated together, are resacralized. Our understanding of divine power is transformed as it is clearly recognized as present within the finite and changing world. The image of the earth as the body of the Goddess can inspire us to repair the damage that has been done to the earth, to women, and to other beings in dominator cultures.

You know, life fractures us all into little pieces. It harms us, but it's how we glue those fractures back together that make us stronger.

Where yet my boys are, and that fatal She, Their mother, the cold partner who hath brought Destruction for a dowry—this to see And feel, and know without repair, hath taught A bitter lesson; but it leaves me free: I have not vilely found, nor basely sought, They made an Exile—not a Slave of me.