Quotes About A Broken Soul Mga Nobela at Kwento

The mirror invites Perci to see his soul and the condition of his heart, to look past physical features. He sees nothing but a man in his 40's, single and broken. 'I wish I had not met you again.' He broke the mirror; it was the last mirror in his room because the rest is broken. A crack runs across the glass, finding the weaknesses that were once small. From a perfect mirror to something that is unrecognizable. He watches each fragment fly outward until they lie still yet vicious on the Marmol floor. Breaking glass has become his art and comfort. There is nothing more broken than his heart. Those fragments are nothing compared to his heart. He watched them shatter and release just a fragmen

, " Not in a good way or bad way. You look broken; you look like you've lost your soul like you have a lot of screams bottled up inside of you. So my opinion is that you're just someone who has been wronged and who has been broken" Elora grew quiet, looking away from Libby with her head slightly bowed. " I think you desperately want to live", " You're wrong; I desperately want freedom; my soul indeed feels lost, but it's still drowning in an endless pit of hell. What I want, is to be free ",

And most of all, I can't help it when the love of my life can't love me back. 'God, I'm turning into a sap,' I thought bitterly. What can you do? No matter how tough you are, when a heart gets broken like shattered glass, it can't be undone. You'd break down, forget who you are, or what you stand for, and end up like a pile of shit. After today's stunt, never again will I break down. I'm not going back that road never, ever again... for her.

with that I pushed him and walked away. Not just from this place but from his life too.... I was broken, shattered, and ground into the earth by the heels of once love . Once again I lost my love but I feel this time I lost my soul too …

She has become a girl with a broken soul. It's true that everyone has a broken heart but what about a broken soul? She couldn't even save her soul from getting hurt. Throughout her painful journey she forgot about her soul, that lively thing. And just like everyone the only thing left in her is hope. A hope for a better tomorrow. And she'll live, waiting for the dawn of justice. • • • •

When things got broken, we fix it, when a torn paper we buy a new one, when it already cannot be used, we replace it, we can all do something for everything, all our mess can always do something about it, but in reality, in people's lives, not all broken can be repaired over a night, especially if it is a broken soul...a damage heart and mind.

"I was a realist. Human connection is the single greatest engine of suffering on this continent. Jealousy, grief, betrayal, loss—every ounce of agony stems from bonds that break." "And every ounce of joy does, too," I stepped closer to the railing, my chest tightening with a hot, pulsing anger. "The exact same vulnerability that makes us breakable is what makes us alive. You tried to burn out the pain by lobotomizing the soul. You destroyed everything that makes survival worth the cost." She stopped laughing. For the first time since I had met her, the armor cracked completely. She had no retort left in her throat. Just a tired, cornered woman facing the wreckage of her own design.

--- I remembered when I sing that song, I was totally broken. I felt so...numb, empty, shallow. And I wish my heart would be unbroken by now. Cause I am still BROKEN inside. Not in a romantic relationship, but I'm broken. Broken because of what people are doing with me. I said in that song, that they would never let me down cause I'm titanium. And I did that. Everyone who tried to messed up with me didn't succeed.

Because once when I'm alone this is me. The foolish, Stupid Broken Adassah. Who does nothing about her broken heart but to cry in pain again and again.

The kind of monster he is. The kind of person I loved. I still want to wake up from this nightmare, and want my Nico beside me, to console me. But unfortunately, this is the reality. And I'm living it. Trying to make my mind every now and then to strengthen it. But is it possible??? After umpteenth time, you're broken, is there any strength left in your soul to rejuvenate itself. I never witnessed this possibility with me. Or rather I don't want to, no matter how strong I try to make myself, he'll break me with equal force.