More than anything." Rob persisted. "You'd crawl on your…

“What do I do now? I didn't think my heart could break any more than it already has. The pieces still inside of me…

— H.M. Ward

“Ready for the cheap escape On the brink of self destruction Widespread panic Broken glass inside my head Bleeding down these thoughts ~”

— Tanya Gambhir

“The trouble with rules, though, is that you'll always be tempted to break one- for the right reasons, due to unavoidable circumstances, because it…

— Stacey Kade

The universe always moves from an ordered state to a disordered one; that a glass may fall to the ground and shatter yet you…

— Jasper Fforde

Alcohol whipped me. Alcohol and I had many, many marvelous times together. We laughed, we talked, we danced at the party together; then one…

— Harry Crews

I wake up just like every other day with a fake smile on my face trying to brighten other peoples day but at night…

— Anonymous

Don't tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on the broken glass.

— Anton Chekhov

“We heard the Sermon on the Mount and I knew it was too complex, It didn't amount to anything more than what the broken…

— Bob Dylan

As it enters the ear, does it come in like broken glass, or does it come in like honey?

— Eddie Condon

“Dear Mr. Weston, Hello again. We were beginning to wonder what had happened to you. I guess things have been pretty quiet since the…

— Gordon Korman

“Amory had loved himself in Eleanor, so now what he hated was only a mirror. Their poses were strewn about the pale dawn like…

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

“You can't wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club. Jack London. My favorite quote. : ) Don't tell me…

— Reggi Allder

“Come on," he says. "And try to avoid the broken glass. Can't have you going to the nurse and meeting some other guy.”

— Jill Hathaway

“Afghan Girl Ice blue eyes that look to the morning sky as I knit the pieces and remnants of my life. I have No…

— Edna Stewart

“There was a low growling sound and the Munstermobile came gliding up out of the parking garage, dripping water from its gleaming surface like…

— Jim Butcher