Broken In Life Quotes Novels & Stories

Do I believe that we are getting tested? I believe that we are getting pushed to a limit to see how much we can break. We have broken many times, and sometimes we did not know that we can be put back to getter again. But there is nothing stronger than love; there is no glue stronger than love that can fix the pieces. Your mom always tells you that life is never going to be easy, and she tries as hard as she can to teach you those important lessons of life. Those lessons, that in times like these that we always forget.

“You’re pushing yourself too far.” A humorless laugh escaped me. “Seems to be a popular opinion today.” “Because it’s true,” she shot back. “You’re not invincible. I don’t care what you’ve become you’re still you. And you can break.” My throat tightened. “I don’t have the luxury of breaking,” I whispered. Sara’s eyes burned into mine. “You don’t have the luxury of pretending you won’t.” The wind shifted. Subtle. Wrong. I froze.

(Emi’s POV) Life continues even when everything has shattered like a fragile glass of red wine striking the hard floor. Irreparable shards — remnants of an ordinary life — scatters about crimson, soaking in like spilt blood. It’s hard to breathe, but I’m breathing in and out.

Sarah set a mug of tea in front of me. “Thanks,” I said. She sat beside me, shoulder to shoulder. “We’ll figure it out,” she said. “Both of us.” I nodded. But I wasn’t sure I believed her. Because some things can’t be figured out. Some things just… break. And when they do, you either learn to live with the pieces, or you spend the rest of your life trying to glue them back together. I sipped my tea. And wondered which one I’d choose.

I know that I am crossing the line but dude, I am not exaggerating as I don't want to involve myself in them again. I became kind and befriended by these creatures, but they deceived me. They broke my trust and it will never go back to the way it used to be. Once the trust is broken, it will never be the same again like the glass having its crack. Sometimes, it is better to leave them broken than try to hurt yourself putting it back together. In my condition, I am not the only one who became hurt as I tried to put it back together but also the people around me.

then the barman ended everything by calling security on him. "hey... I..." "don't sweat it. keep the change." I interrupted him, dropping his money on the counter and left. ***** "Why!... I hate you." That was all I could yell throwing anything my hand could reach and breaking whatever was breakable close to me. I have never in my life felt such public humiliation, never felt rejection, never felt so broken before. I had no one to turn to or confide in. For weeks I drowned myself in alcohol, drugs and anything I wouldn't originally buy with my money. That was where I found consolence. I wouldn't pick any incoming calls, nor let anyone in on my life.

I built with her, including my life. I threw the glass that I am holding at the wall and I heard it break and shatter into pieces. The pain that I am feeling right now is more than broken glass and it is nothing in comparison. I cannot glue it. I cannot stick it back and it kills me right now. All I have right now is a miserable life. I shake my head every time I remember what happened to me. I am full of pains and regrets right now and I don’t know where to start. I can’t even think clearly because the pain and anger that I feel right in my heart is louder than what my brain is saying.

The tip of my nose. "There is not a single iota of you that is unlovable. You draw people towards you as if you were the sunshine. You cast light wherever you go. If you were truly broken, truly damaged, you wouldn't be trying to live a life baking cupcakes to give joy to others. You would wither away in the dark, spread hate and anguish with every exhale. I know what broken looks like. I grew up with it. Stared it in the face. Killed it."

Do I believe that we are getting tested? I believe that we are getting pushed to a limit to see how much we can break. We have broken many times, and sometimes we did not know that we can be put back to getter again. But there is nothing stronger than love; there is no glue stronger than love that can fix the pieces. Your mom always tells you that life is never going to be easy, and she tries as hard as she can to teach you those important lessons of life. Those lessons, that in times like these that we always forget.

Shawn paused. Inhaling a sharp breath, Shawn continued. "Because misery, and degradation, and death, and nothing that God could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will did it. I have not broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. So much the worse for me that I am strong. Do I want to live? What kind of living will it be when you - geez! Why am I saying all these? It's just a waste of time."