Top 1200 Broken Pieces Quotes & Sayings - Page 3

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Last updated on November 20, 2024.
The Congress is a dysfunctional institution; it's broken. One of our three branches of government is broken.
How do we create beauty in a broken world? How do we create a view of sustainability in an economy that is crashing? How do we reconfigure our lives, how do we pick up the pieces and create a meaningful life? So, yes, we have a different form of leadership but the questions remain the same.
For my wardrobe, I like to invest in classic pieces and pair them with more trendy new pieces and accessories each season. — © Liya Kebede
For my wardrobe, I like to invest in classic pieces and pair them with more trendy new pieces and accessories each season.
Your love taught me to grieve and I have been needing, for centuries a woman to make me grieve for a woman, to cry upon her arms like a sparrow for a woman to gather my pieces like shards of broken crystal
Our life is full of brokenness - broken relationships, broken promises, broken expectations. How can we live with that brokenness without becoming bitter and resentful except by returning again and again to God's faithful presence in our lives.
A life like an intricately woven basket, frayed, worn, broken, unraveled, reworked, reknit from many of its original pieces... Life can survive in the constant shadow of illness, and even rise to moments of rampant joy, but the shadow remains, and one has to make space for it.
I've separated my shoulder and my collarbone; I've messed up my knee a million times. I've broken my foot in several places. I've broken my toe a bunch, broken my nose a couple of times, and had a bunch of other annoying little injuries, like turf toe and arthritis and tendonitis. It's part of the game.
(T)he world is broken up into pieces, and...it's up to everyone to help put it all back together. It's about recognizing the spark of life in everyone and everything, and gluing those shards back together.
Every Indian outbreak that I have ever known has resulted from broken promises and broken treaties by the government.
And I never expected that you could have a broken heart and love with it too, so much that it doesn't seem broken at all.
Everyone is broken a little, I think, and the most broken of all are those who pretend they are not.
Yucca Mountain isn't pretty. And it also isn't large. From far away, the mountain's just a squat bulge in the middle of the desert, essentially just debris from a bigger, stronger mountain that erupted millions of years ago and hurled its broken pieces into piles across the earth.
Our hearts must not only be broken with sorrow, but be broken from sin, to constitute repentance. — © Orville Dewey
Our hearts must not only be broken with sorrow, but be broken from sin, to constitute repentance.
I’m a deeply broken person, and broken institutions fascinate me.
Everyone is broken; every mortal man or woman is broken in some way, shape, or form.
I honestly didn't think miracles could ever come from my broken pieces, and I was disabled in fear that my dreams would always remain as dreams. Don't give up on you. Don't give up on God. Don't give up on love.
I'm the type of fighter who has never made an excuse. I fought with a broken rib, broken leg.
I have learned how to love. And it's a terrible thing. I'm broken. My heart is broken. Help me.
You know, people come to therapy really for a blessing. Not so much to fix what's broken, but to get what's broken blessed.
The protagonist in 'Deacon Blues' is a triple-L loser - an L-L-L Loser. It's not so much about a guy who achieves his dream but about a broken dream of a broken man living a broken life.
I’m pretty certain my worthless heart shatters inside my chest, and she steals one of the pieces. If it didn’t already belong to someone else I probably would have handed her all the pieces right then and there.
I've seen so many period pieces in my life, I really enjoy them so much, a lot of my favorite movies are period pieces.
These are optimistic pieces, travel pieces that go anywhere
I will not go on, I thought. I won't. I will throw my soul to the wind and blow into a thousand pieces. I will wash up on a shore somewhere like bleached and broken driftwood. I will dry out in the sun until I-and any gift I ever had-shrivel into the sand.
Going to pieces. To go to pieces so pointlessly and unnecessarily.
Who was I, really? I was the sole occupant of my mother's totalitarian state, my own personal history rewritten to fit the story she was telling that day. There were so many missing pieces. I was starting to find some of them, working my way upriver, collecting a secret cache of broken memories in a shoebox.
Music is, for me, like a beautiful mosaic which God has put together. He takes all the pieces in his hand, throws them into the world, and we have to recreate the picture from the pieces.
I took the pieces you threw away, put them together by night and day. Washed by the rain. Dried by the sun. A million pieces all in one.
I wrote a number of pieces in the year 1966 that were so bad that, although I'm a great collector of my own pieces, I have never collected them.
The mirror had broken into millions of pieces and the wind blew them all over the world. If a person got a speck in their eye, the person would only see the ugly side of things from then on, but if a piece got in their blood and it reached their heart, it would freeze into a solid block of ice and they couldn't feel anything anymore
Kev wasn't certain if he was surrendering to Win or to his own passion for her. Only that there was no more holding back. He would take her. And he would give her everything he had, every part of his soul, even the broken pieces.
Yet nothing can to nothing fall, Nor any place be empty quite; Therefore I think my breast hath all Those pieces still, though they be not unite; And now, as broken glasses show A hundred lesser faces, so My rags of heart can like, wish, and adore, But after one such love, can love no more.
I don't know how you're standing here. Yet you haven't broken. Not where it matters. Having come this far, I'm not sure you can be broken.
Java is like a variant of the game of Tetris in which none of the pieces can fill gaps created by the other pieces, so all you can do is pile them up endlessly.
There is a time in our lives, usually in mid-life, when a woman has to make a decision - possibly the most important psychic decision of her future life - and that is, whether to be bitter or not. Women often come to this in their late thirties or early forties. They are at the point where they are full up to their ears with everything and they've "had it" and "the last straw has broken the camel's back" and they're "pissed off and pooped out." Their dreams of their twenties may be lying in a crumple. There may be broken hearts, broken marriages, broken promises.
Public order is a fragile thing, and if you don't fix the first broken window, soon all the windows will be broken.
The Congress is a dysfunctional institution; its broken. One of our three branches of government is broken.
I think that's very sad, that I haven't allowed my heart to be broken. I have broken a few. — © Sally Field
I think that's very sad, that I haven't allowed my heart to be broken. I have broken a few.
I'm a deeply broken person, and broken institutions fascinate me.
To get to play a man that has broken walls, that's broken barriers, that's an honor.
When you hear the word 'cancer,' it's as if someone took the game of Life and tossed it in the air. All the pieces go flying. The pieces land on a new board. Everything has shifted. You don't know where to start.
I consider all of my pieces to be investment pieces. A dress shouldn't be worn for one season - you should be able to wear it year after year.
It's quite fashionable to say that the educational system is broken. It's not broken. It's wonderfully constructed. It's just that we don't need it anymore.
Except for the violin pieces and a few of my orchestra pieces, all of my works from the Passacaglia on relate to the death of my mother.
Ive broken my nose, Ive broken ribs. You name it. In fact, we just got back from South America, and I fell over a monitor speaker on the stage and almost ended up in the front row of the audience. I managed to sprain my wrist on that one but luckily nothing was broken.
What you share about how you've overcome in some area in life, it helps someone else believe that they can make it through whatever situation. You can give them some insight into how to pick up the pieces from whatever's been broken.
I brought a lot of images of pieces I got from my grandmother, pieces I collected over time and then we met with a designer and we tried to morph all my inspirations into one story.
Dogs with broken legs are shot; men with broken souls write through the night. — © Kenneth Patchen
Dogs with broken legs are shot; men with broken souls write through the night.
Records are made to be broken. It's great when they are broken by attacking players.
You have a plantation where you have 10 white people and you have about 50 or 60 black people. The automatic thought was, 'Why didn't they raise up? Why didn't they overpower? They had the numbers.' But really these people, their hope was broken. Their sense of love was broken. Their appreciation for who they were was broken.
something in me had got broken, but not so broken I didn't remember what it was.
Jackson plays a broken guitar because he’s in love with it, and doesn’t want to fix it, I think. It’s so broken.
Our students are not broken. Our teachers are not broken. It's our system that has been broken.
I can’t stand these damn shows on museum walls with neat little frames, where you look at the images as if they were pieces of art. I want them to be pieces of life!
I’m not brave any more darling. I’m all broken. They’ve broken me.
I'm one of those people that if its something to eat I'm going to eat the whole thing, If I'm going to be in love I'm going to love you all the way and if my heart's broken, it's just shattered all to pieces.
Strength is the capacity to break a chocolate bar into four pieces with your bare hands - and then eat just one of the pieces.
She said, 'You can be broken, or broken open. That choice is yours.'
I could smell the curves of the river beyond the dusk and I saw the last light supine and tranquil upon tideflats like pieces of broken mirror, then beyond them lights began in the pale clear air, trembling a little like butterflies hovering a long way off.
If you think your job is to fix what is broken, you keep finding more broken places to mend.
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