“Friendship is like a glass ornament, once it is broken it can rarely be put back together exactly the same way.”

“Things that came apart could be put together again, but never exactly the same.”

“Once you lose someone it is never exactly
the same person who comes back.”

“(T)he world is broken up into pieces, and… it's up to everyone to help put it all back together. It's about recognizing the spark of life in everyone and everything, and gluing those shards back together.”

“Once you had put the pieces back together, even though you may look intact, you were never quite the same as you'd been before the fall.”

“Broken glass. It's just like glitter, isn't it?”

“To make a point of declaring friendship is to cheapen it. For men's emotions are very rarely put into words successfully.”

“Fortune is like glass—the brighter the glitter, the more easily broken.”
Fortuna vitrea est: tum cum splendet frangitur.

“The world is like a broken wrist that healed the wrong way, and will never be the same again.”

“As for broken hearts, no self-respecting young woman shows such an ornament at any well regulated breakfast-table; they are kept in dark drawers and closets like other broken furniture.”