I to my friends, to my own heart, I to seek among phrases…

“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