Some things remain fragments, just the lyrics and melodies…

“I could think of any moment and see him weaved throughout it. It was as though his soul was interwoven with mine”

— M.R. Field

Memories seem to surface in no particular order, with no time attached. Yesterday can seem as distant as last year. My life now consists…

— Linda Olsson

The idea of photography as evidence is pure bullshit. A photo is no more proof of any reality than what you may hear being…

— Marc Riboud

Genius differs from talent not by the amount of original thoughts, but by making the latter fertile and by positioning them properly, in other…

— Franz Grillparzer

...Forgiving is not having to understand. Understanding may come later, in fragments, an insight here and a glimpse there, after forgiving.

— Lewis B. Smedes

Today, something is happening to the whole structure of human consciousness. A fresh kind of life is starting. Driven by the forces of love,…

— Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

Only a literary work that reveals an unknown fragment of human existence has a reason for being.

— Milan Kundera

Instead of a perpetual and perfect measure of the divine will, the fragments of the Koran were produced at the discretion of Mahomet; each…

— Edward Gibbon

He was like a song I'd heard once in fragments but had been singing in my mind ever since.

— Arthur Golden

All I want is to become someone new. In this case, Tobias Johnson, son of Evelyn Johnson. Tobias Johnson may have lived a dull…

— Veronica Roth

“I knew that in the last few minutes everything had changed. I'd tried to hold myself apart, showing only what I wanted, doling out…

— Sarah Dessen

the ice was not only broken; it was shivered into a million fragments

— Anonymous

The weathercocks on spires and housetops were mysterious with hints of stormy wind, and pointed, like so many ghostly fingers, out to dangerous seas,…

— Charles Dickens

No single thing abides; but all things flow. Fragment to fragment clings - the things thus grow Until we know them and name them.…

— Lucretius

Break a vase, and the love that reassembles the fragments is stronger than that love which took its symmetry for granted when it was…

— Derek Walcott