Until you are broken, you don't know what you're made of.

Broken people give broken love. And we are all a little broken. You just have to forgive and sew up the wounds love delivers, and move on.

We are all so broken. Pick up a person, shake them around and you'll hear the rattling of their broken pieces. Pieces our fathers broke, or our mothers, or our friends, strangers, or our loves.

A broken heart bleeds tears.

It is only with true love and compassion that we can begin to mend what is broken in the world. It is these two blessed things that can begin to heal all broken hearts.

Trust is like a mirror, you can fix it if it's broken, but you can still see the crack.

The world breaks every one and afterward many are strong at the broken places.

The heart will break, but broken live on.