Quotes About A Broken Soul Novels & Stories

As the evening breeze drifted through the open windows, his eyes seemed to sparkle. I suddenly remembered a line from that letter I'd so carelessly dismissed: "Love happens in this world Like the gentle clink of ice in a glass, Like summer's sweet tea on a perfect day."

- Caitlin Cooper ************************************ The line from this quote "when you're broken you need to be reborn" resembles me so much. I was broken to the extent that I was not even seeing the positive light in my life. I did not know how to save myself from the damage that was done to me; I could not even see the shore to survive or land; I was too into the depth of the water to be saved. The only person that can keep myself from going insane was only me; Only. Me. I. was the only one now who can rescue myself from the detriment I was going to foist upon myself. Throughout my life while growing up I only heard people saying "I'm suffering so much or I'm in pain" but I only understo

The pain her heart and soul was feeling. Some things break but don't make a sound. Like her soul shattered into pieces but no one heard it. ______________________________________ Next will be updated soon. Do like and give feedback. Spread the purple heart. 

"Does Adrian know you're here?" Instead of answering directly, Sophia gazed deeply into my eyes, speaking earnestly. "Lucas, I made a terrible mistake. Please forgive me. "That day was an impulsive accident. It clouded my judgment. But you're the only one I've ever truly loved. I just want to spend the rest of my life with you."

Aero and I mutter in unison “Everyone’s soul starts off as a small ball of light. It grows as the person grows, gradually taking shape of the person. Sometimes, it gets to a certain size and never grows anymore because a person is trapped in a cycle that they can’t get out of. Others, like those who have experienced levels of trauma, develop cracks. When the cracks meet, the soul breaks along with that person.” “How bad are hers?” “She should have broken long ago.” “Is that how the darkness got in?”

Remember, suicide is never an option to a broken soul. KELVIN: My soul is really not that broken to be honest with you. I just feel a bit bad. Like I have done something bad or I am doing something bad that I can't stop. And the feeling is growing more and more inside of me. BELLA: Don't feel bad.. I don't mind if you are not talking to me as much as I expect you to be talking to me.. As long as you feel better, that is ok for me. KELVIN:

“And it’s my job to treat psychopaths.” I stepped closer. Too close. Close enough to remember the shape of her mouth. The heat of her breath when she used to whisper my name like a promise. “Scarlet,” I said low, my voice thick with warning and something I didn’t want to name, “he is not the kind of broken you can fix. His soul is… gone. He is not a version of you. Stop seeing yourself in every lost wolf who limps through your ward.” Her eyes flicked up to mine, and I saw the fury rising.

I say glumly. “Why do you think that?” She asks, her tone sounding sad. “I’m broken and damaged. This should go to someone… who isn’t,” I say dejectedly. “You have been broken – physically and mentally – that’s true, but why does that make you undeserving of such a gift? The way I see it, it means you’re someone who can understand its significance and who will use it wisely,” she says as she locks her eyes with mine. “Did you know, when a broken bone is healing, during that time, that broken place in the bone becomes its strongest part? Being broken isn’t a personality flaw. It shows us just how strong we truly are.”

He took a deep breath and continued. "I can't take the weight of your love, I just can't. I'm getting lost on you, I feel like you'll be safe in the hands of another. I'm beyond damaged, I'm broken to the core. There are times I've felt maybe I'm not broken, just bent, but now, now I know I'm broken. Despite knowing broken things still work, I also know there's an expiry date. Broken things work till they don't."

I chuckled, removing my hand from her lower back “Little one, he is a wolf, he will heal just fine in time, he won’t need a band-aid by the time he gets back home to us” I shook my head in a no motion “The band-aid is for his soul” Soul? My eyes grew wide “What do you mean?” I asked. “His soul has a crack in it, and it needs to be fixed before it breaks more” I knew only one way a crack can happen, he had been revived, once a soul is placed back in their body, it's damaged, doomed to break and once broken, the soul disappears as if it never existed in the first place. I placed my hand on Beth’s shoulder spinning her around to face me, both hands gripped each of her slender shoulders “What d