Broken Person Quotes Novels & Stories

That was not nice. Not at all. “I just—” I stuttered, the words spilling out. “I don’t let myself break. Not at all. If I break, who’s going to put me back together?” He gently took my hand. "Sometimes, you have to let yourself break down." “I don't have that luxury.” He was silent for an instant. Then, so softly that I could hardly discern it, he whispered, “She'd have a lot to say. If she were to know about as much as you're carrying.”

But then she stopped and turned to face him again as if she forgot to say something. "And by the way, I never regret breaking up with you, don’t overdo it Lyken," she smiled sweetly and her voice came out naturally. Jada then went straight to her room while Lyken was rooted in his place. After everything she said so far, that last statement was the most heartbreaking. Of course, she really won't regret breaking up with him after what she saw. Who wouldn’t when everything she saw scarred her heart? Someone tapped Lyken’s shoulder, it was Kobe. Then Honey hugged him, she was crying. He knew she's hurt seeing her best friend like this. It was the same for him.

I replied slowly. He moved his hair backward with his hand, clearly frustrated. "I'm broken. I'm dangerous. I'm damaged. I don't want to hurt you." "I'm okay with that," I replied, even though I was unsure of what he was talking about. I approached him, closer this time, as our faces were just inches apart. "If you think you're broken, you're wrong. I wish you could see yourself the way I see you. You are not broken. You're kind. You go all out of your way just to protect me, to make me happy. And that's enough. A broken man can not do that."

"Damn, that's savage." "I'm just playing with you, girl. But really, if that man hurts you, go for his balls. It's their weakness. You go, I'll be fine. If you ever need me, you know where I am," she stated, hugging me tightly. "You're going to be fine. The way he looks at you, it is how my Tommy used to look at me before his sight went to shit." She backed up, cupping my face tightly. "Let him love you. Broken things need and deserve to be loved too. In fact, they're often more passionate because they feel as if they don't deserve it. You be happy. If not, give him hell until you are."

“What if I’m too broken to be whole again?” Ramon steps closer, his movements slow and deliberate, like he’s approaching a wounded animal. “You’re not broken, Jasmine,” he says again, his voice steady. “And even if you were, I’d piece you back together. Every shard, every fragment. I’d make you whole.”

Human being present with human. "You don't have to have answers," I said. Voice gentle. Voice real. Voice human. "You don't have to fix this. Don't have to be strong. You can break. Can be human. Can be scared and lost and overwhelmed. That's okay. That's allowed. That's real." "But I'm supposed to help," she sobbed. "Supposed to heal. Supposed to support everyone. How can I do that when I'm broken too? When I'm just as scared? Just as lost?"

“Why not? Maybe I deserve to be destroyed.” “No. You deserve to heal.” I squeeze her hand. “We both do. We’ve both made mistakes. Huge, terrible mistakes. But we’re still here. We still have a chance at something better.” She looks at me with those haunted eyes. “Do we? Or are we just… broken people who destroy everything we touch?” The question hits closer to home than I’d like to admit. “Maybe we are,” I say slowly. “But maybe broken people need each other. Maybe we’re the only ones who can understand what the other is going through.”

she murmured against my skin. “You can,” I said. “You already have. You’ve survived Lucien. You’ve carried life. You’ve walked through fire.” “But I’m still broken.” “We’re all broken,” I said. “But broken things can still be powerful.” She leaned back just enough to look into my eyes. “What if I change? What if I become something I hate? ” “Then I’ll remind you of who you are,” I whispered. “Every damn day if I have to.”

"No Thanks" Akira shook her head and fastened her seat belt . Then she used her sleeves to wipe away her tears . Then she slowly slapped both her cheeks to wake herself up from all the painful memories . She wasn't blaming anyone . She had faith in God . She tried hard to console herself that it was part of God's bigger plan . Little did she know that it actually was .