A Quote by Vladimir Nabokov

He broke my heart. You merely broke my life. — © Vladimir Nabokov
He broke my heart. You merely broke my life.
I'm not gonna be broke, like my mom was broke, my uncles were broke, my sisters didn't have money, my cousins on down.
When you start off broke - and we weren't broke, we were negative broke - you never forget that. You stay appreciative.
I went dead broke - twice! - trying to get Gas Monkey up and going. And when I say broke, I mean sleeping on my sister's couch and can't pay-the-rent type broke.
Once, when I was young and true. Someone left me sad - Broke my brittle heart in two; And that is very bad. Love is for unlucky folk, Love is but a curse. Once there was a heart I broke; And that, I think, is worse.
One common adage...that is completely wrongheaded is: You can't go broke taking profits. That's precisely how many traders do go broke. While amateurs go broke by taking large losses, professionals go broke by taking small profits.
the next morning, fang and i broke up. now let me get this strait, i broke up with him. a split second after he broke up with me.
Legalistic remorse says, "I broke God's rules," while real repentance says, "I broke God's heart."
Meg! I love you! I want to marry you!" "That's weird," she said without stopping. "Only six weeks ago, you were telling me all about how Lucy broke your heart." "I was wrong. Lucy broke my brain.
I have a lot of money, but I still feel broke. When I say I feel broke, I don't mean broke in a financial sense, but I still feel like that kid from the gutter who's still trying to get it, even though I'm at the place I want to be.
When Nikita Khrushchev wrapped himself in the bloody mantle of the Czars he broke Hungary, he broke the little Communist parties over the western world, and he broke the hearts of many honest men who had trusted a little too far, a little too long.
I broke my jaw jumping, and I broke my back and my neck in the downhill. This is normal for me.
You don't really drive in cabs in L.A. unless you're broke or homeless - or if you're broke and driving the cab.
I was broke until I was 40. Really broke. I could get by, but I had nothing.
I broke five vertebrae, and they had to rod my spine because I broke my sternum, too.
The pearls weren't really white, they were a warm oyster beige, with little knots in between so if they broke, you only lost one. I wished my life could be like that, knotted up so that even if something broke, the whole thing wouldn't come apart.
Based on the experience of my life, which I have not exactly hit out of the park, I tend to agree with that thing about, If it's not broke, don't fix it. And would go even further to: Even if it is broke, leave it alone, you'll probably make it worse.
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