Carved deep into my veins but didn’t bleedOverdosed on sleeping pills but didn’t sleepWhen your heart is heavy, it gets increasingly harder to breatheClearly there’s a GodBut why has he forsaken me?

The way to success is not a straight line segment. It’s a dotted line with little packs of failure filling the potholes of broken edges inbetween.

If one day she’ll forgot the things about me, then I wish we haven’t had this chance to know each other.

Just when we thought everything was going to be okay, we all fell apart.

Do not be too hard, lest you be broken; do not be too soft, lest you be squeezed.

If the sky has turned a darkened grey and the sea threatens to spill the occupants in the boat, know that the Lord God made the storm still, and though you shall face storms in...

Um, you don’t have to join me, but if you’re looking for a table, there are a couple good seats over there.” He nodded toward the far end.

Yes, it will.

Jealousy is a mortal emotion. One that means I feel I have something to lose–something that, if gone, will tear away a part of me.

I miss you every minute of every day. If I could miss you more than that, I would.

A broken man learned to savor what he could when he had the opportunity.

I’ll use the blood from my spilling heart to write the words that were never able to slip out of my mouth, so you can see how much you’ve broken me into a perpetual state...

Broken?” I laughed. “Nah, princess. I’m a shattered fucking mess.

The rigid cause themselves to be broken; the pliable cause themselves to be bound.

My next memory is of waking up, it then being dark outside, and my brother and sister fast asleep on the couch. Sitting up I sensed something was broken. Maybe the night? It was open...

Even when the strings are broken in our lives, the sweet music plays on in our hearts.

I’m sorry I broke you. It’s just that you’re so pretty, and I break pretty things.

I’ll leave the door cracked, because cracked is better than broken.

I stared at him. Did he really just say that? Did he remember? The way he looked back at me, one eyebrow raised, I knew he did. And this time, I was the one to...

Part broken – part whole, you begin again. ( from ‘Why books seem shockproof against change.’ THE TIMES: BOOKS)

A Broken Record can still play the best soundtrack. Broken can be beautiful when you allow God work on you.

I wash myself clean of guilt, of pain, of fear, of emotion. I am the ocean. I am empty. I am nothing.

I was just 20 years old when I wrote Broken Arrow.

Broken love is the most dangerous love. It will slice you open with every touch.

There were two and only two messages that could have been comprehended by what he said.But neither of them was soothing; neither of them was a lie.

Dignity/ˈdignitē/ noun 1. The moment you realize that the person you cared for has nothing intellectually or spiritually to offer you, but a headache. 2. The moment you realize God had greater plans for you...

The songs of separation are the best,they have the best lyrics,the best feelings, the best emotions as they come out of a broken heart.

We are all trying to get over the person who broke our hearts. We are all far from perfect.

How could I have ever thought she was what was wrong in my life? She was the only thing that made any sense, and when she was broken and hurting, so was I.

Endings are abstruse, mystic and unreal. They are but depleted beginnings purposed to be substituted with newer ones.A transition of outlook and time, similar to our differing moods before and after slumber. Before the act...

The Young Man came to the Old Man seeking counsel.I broke something, Old Man.How badly is it broken?It’s in a million little pieces.I’m afraid I can’t help you.Why?There’s nothing you can do.Why?It can’t be fixed.Why?It’s...

Doctoring her seemed to her as absurd as putting together the pieces of a broken vase. Her heart was broken. Why would they try to cure her with pills and powders?

No matter who we are, we have to take the hand we’re dealt, crappy though it may be, and try our very best to move forward anyway, to love anyway, to have hope anyway… to...

She looked around the room, glanced over him and Micah waited.Her Gaze passed him, then again. On the third pass she lingered as she continued to watch her, allowing his gaze to memorize those features...

Let me love you, he saidI want to mould that broken heart,To feel the pain the others before I have caused,Walk down the darkness that you walked through,Understand how something so broken can be so...

Until you are broken, you don’t know what you’re made of.

I don’t want to runaway from you. I’d rather walk every selfless steps just to be by your side.

There is no perfection, only beautiful versions of brokenness.

There are no people who are whole” he says. “Everyone has issues of their own to deal with. Mine might be a little harder, but the main thing is how on deals with them.

He gasped in despair while he wrote to her knowing everything is going to end.He: Why did you ruin my image in front of your mother and family though I wasn’t the bad guy?She replied...

No matter how hard she tried to maintain her calm and collected persona, she knew it was all a ruse. All she wanted to do was curl up in a ball and hide. Hide from...

You’re not broken. You’re hurting.

Once, there were no predators, no prey. Only harmony. There were no quakes, no storms, everything in balance. In the beginning, time was all at once and forever — no past, present, and future, no...

If you only knew how to respect my heart, I wouldn’t have found a reason to let you go.

We die a little every day and by degrees we’re reborn into different men, older men in the same clothes, with the same scars.

These days, I’m finding it harder and harder to breathe. My chest pounds with every heart beat like you’re here, again, standing in front of me, your two hands around my neck.

We’re all broken.

People lie. Promises are broken.” – Jason Grace

People whose own dreams aren’t completed, help others to accomplish their dreams.

Did you ever notice that all machines are made for some reason?” he asked Isabelle. “They are built to make you laugh, like the mouse here, or to tell the time, like clocks, or to...