A Quote by Ann Aguirre

He has to take me as I am, broken bits and all. — © Ann Aguirre
He has to take me as I am, broken bits and all.
All my main characters have got bits of me, bits of my family, bits of my friends.
If I am frightened then I can hide it If I am crying, I'll call it laughter If I am haunted, I'll call it my imaginary friend If I am bleeding I'll call it wine But if you leave me then I am broken And if I'm broken then only death remains
Broken bottles, broken plates, broken switches, broken gates. Broken dishes, broken parts, streets are filled with broken hearts.
When I was doing 'Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind' I was asked, 'If there was one part of your life that you could erase, what would it be?' And I was so stunned by that. I thought: 'Nothing.' I would keep all the good bits and the bad bits, because those things made me who I am.
I take great pride in being who I am. Whether I'm broken or not, I am who I am.
The horrible truth is that I am lazy and I am going to write and do bits that just hand themselves to me.
Major cities are divided into two parts; the bits that are in the guidebook and the bits that aren't. If you don't take a guidebook, you'll see a different city.
Life's just a perpetual piecing together of broken bits.
I tell the audience bits of my rude life on stage so they don't mind telling me bits of theirs.
When mayors get together they probably have better conversations and have better notes to share about running different cities, and just do what suits. Basically, like when you combine all the religions and take the best bits, you should be able to combine all the cities and take the best bits, the information, the tried and tested things.
She took off her dark glasses and squinted at me. It was as though her eyes were shattered prisms, the dots of blue and gray and green like broken bits of sparkle.
All we are is eyes looking for the unbroken or the edges where the broken bits might fit each other.
I saw a boy of the crew purchasing javelins of them with bits of platters and broken glass.
I am not as I once was. They have done this to me, broken me open and torn out my heart. I do not know who I am anymore. I must try to remember.
You should know," said Estella. "I am what you have made me. Take all the praise, take all the blame; take all the success, take all the failure; in short, take me.
Astley comes to my side. 'Are you well?' 'No,' I tell him, voice hoarse. 'I am not well. I am broken inside. I am broken almost all-the-way deep, and I don't know...I don't know if I can ever be unbroken, let alone well again'
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