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These fragments I have shored against my ruins
Just as ants do when their nest is disturbed, we return, survey the damage, and then without hesitation immediately get to work rebuilding.
It may have been in pieces, but I gave you the best of me.
We may talk of saving antique linens, species, or languages; but whatever we are intent on saving, when a restoration succeeds, we rescue ourselves.
What has been cut apart cannot be glued back together. Abandon all hope of totality, future as well as past, you who enter the world of fluid modernity.
Lives fall apart when they need to be rebuilt.
I'll put all those cracked pieces back together and when they're ready, I'll glue them right, mould them to be strong again.
For tyme y-lost may not recovered be.
This is all that restoration requires most of the time, that one person not give up.
We look good taped back together.
Myself I must remake.
My rebirth had crumbled apart, and all I had left was the rubble to build with.
Healing restores to wholeness that which has been injured or fragmented.
When we rebuild a house, we are rebuilding a home. When we recover from disaster, we are rebuilding lives and livelihoods.
the ruin insufficiently ruined,
The Recovered Thing is not quite the same as the Thing-never-lost. It is often more precious. As Grace, recovered by repentance, is not the same as primitive Innocence, but is not necessarily a poorer or worse state.
Broken things can be made whole again. Perhaps not as they were before, but maybe stronger this time.
The ruins of a house may be repaired; why cannot those of the face?
One knows that frontal and/or profile photography is torn to pieces ... Inversely, what remains of the photograph must be seen as a fragment coming to fill a gap in the drawing.
You can't undo loss. You can't unmake a mistake. (What The Hell Have You Done, Sophie Roth?)
We didn't have sense enough to take care of it. Now it's torn. And the artist is dead.
Traditionally art is to create and not to revive. To revive: leave that to the historians, who are looking backward.
We can only recreate ourselves with renewal of our mind.
You too can be carved anew by the details of your devotion.
mashed into a casserole of wreckage that still smoked and burned.
Beautiful mosaics are made of broken or torn material. The most spectacular personal brands are compilations of the same.
He couldn't say the words, had spent too long in Silence, but he'd learned other ways to speak. Taking the paperweight she'd knocked off her desk out of his pocket, he put it in her hands. It's fixed. As long as you don't mind more than a few scars.
I started by looking at what others had done before me. You see, over the years there have been attempts by many different people to reconstruct the chariot.
Out of the debris of a statue thoroughly shattered a new art work is born: a naked foot unforgettably resting on a stone; a candid hand; a bent knee which contains all the speed of the foot race; a torso which has no face to prevent us from loving it.
You can recreate yourself with renewal of your mindset.
What once was broken can be fixed." Boone lifted the angel with the number eighteen at her feet. I could still see every crack from the break, but she was fixed. "It'll always bear the scars, but at least it's whole again.
All things fall and are built again.
Regeneration is the beginning of a journey. It is a journey with successes and failures, with growth amid stumbling. At times, the progress seems painfully slow, but progress is there.
To replace bricks with bricks is restoration," he said. "But to replace bricks with hewn stone is defiance. To rebuild what was destroyed is restoration, but to boast of rebuilding stronger and greater than before is defiance.
You can't reclaim a thing that changes as you touch it.
God will restore all that you have lost in your life
The things that women reclaim are often their own voice, their own values, their imagination, their clairvoyance, their stories, their ancient memories. If we go for the deeper, and the darker, and the less known we will touch the bones.
After the storm the city lies becalmed. It is a sunny morning, still and cold. Branches litter the streets like broken limbs. People clear away the wreckage. They swarm around like ants whose anthill has been scuffed; how doggedly they rebuild their lives.
God Uses Restored People to Restore People
Defaced ruins of architecture and statuary, like the wrinkles of decrepitude of a once beautiful woman, only make one regret that one did not see them when they were enchanting.
But you'll get it back-you'll get it all back, with your face...
Their clothes were mended as well as their bruises, their tempers and their hopes. Their
For tyme ylost may nought recovered be.
What was stolen must be returned
Nothing's lost forever.
I am like a decapitated pine. Pine trees do not regenerate their tops. They stay twisted, crippled.They grow in thickness, perhaps, and that is what I am doing.
When you find something that's whole, you do what you can to keep it that way.
And when you fins something that isn't, then maybe it's not a bad idea to try to make it whole again. Maybe.
I glance through the rear window at the house. It amazes me slightly that it looks the same as it did, though it's been gutted of so many valuable things. You wouldn't know, to walk past that house, what it had lost. It looks as proud, and as firm, and as fancy as ever. As whole.
My soul is lost, my friend, tell me how do I begin again? My city's in ruins, my city's in ruins.
We are built from broken parts
I took the pieces you threw away, put them together by night and day. Washed by the rain. Dried by the sun. A million pieces all in one.
Part broken - part whole, you begin again. ( from 'Why books seem shockproof against change.' THE TIMES: BOOKS)
The fire department has finished investigating the fire. We lost the back
So-called restoration is at least as tricky as brain surgery. Most pictures expire under scalpel and sponge.
It was the mangled sea- man's heart, and we restored it reverently to its place, where it had once beat high with life and courage, with thrilling hope and sickening fear.
Whenever God restores something, He restores it to a place greater than it was before.
The walls were down, the only thing I could do was rebuild.
Once something is shattered, it can never be put back together in its original shape. Undoubtedly some pieces are lost or fit into incorrect places. The whole will never be as strong as it was once before.
I was relieved in some weird way that the accident had actually occurred. It was a physical manifestation of what had already been going on inside the car. The outside now matched the inside - damaged beyond repair. (113)
When God forgives, He at once restores.
Reimagine a way communities can be rebuilt.
How often we must remember the art of the surgeon, which, in replacing the broken bone, contents itself with releasing the parts from false position; they fly into place by the action of the muscles. On this art of nature all our arts rely.
What's gone is gone.
Volunteers are the backbone, heart, and soul of the restoration movement. And whatever the eventual results of their labors may be, working to revive damaged ecosystems is transforming and strengthening their relationship with the rest of nature.
that's crumbling back into
It is never too late to begin rebuilding, Though all into ruins your life seems hurled; For see! how the light of the New Year is gilding The wan, worn face of the bruised old world.
What is already woven cannot be undone. It will not make the trees grow again for you to bring the building down on our heads.
A magnificent restoration awaits us ... Christ comes in judgment; then restoration.
In restoring a house one must first realize its period, feel its personality and try to bring out its good points.
Art, when destroyed can never be replaced, yet history repeats itself.
A broken sword can be reforged.
Things that break - be they bones, hearts, or promises - can be put back together but will never really be whole.
The 1990s, after the reign of terror of academic vandalism, will be a decade of restoration: restoration of meaning, value, beauty, pleasure, and emotion to art and restoration of art to its audience.
To Be Part Of The Restoration Is A Decision
You can't put something together again unless you've torn it apart first.
Before a nation can be rebuilt, its citizens need to understand how it was destroyed in the first place: how its institutions were undermined, how its language was twisted, how its people were manipulated.
Give me back my manly vigour, my black hair and ureceded brow
give me back the sweetness in my voice, my musical laugh,
the grief i knew in my cups when the delicious Cinara left me.
The next morning, the earth was strewn with debris from the windstorm the night before. An audience of trees looked down on severed limbs cast about the ground, their hunched and beaten postures reminding me of a congregation of amputees gathered in the wake of a war.
There are hearts, reader, that never mend again once they are broken. Or if they do mend, they heal themselves in a crooked and lopsided way, as if sewn together by a careless craftsman.
Everything must be recaptured and relocated in the general framework of history, so that despite the difficulties, the fundamental paradoxes and contradictions, we may respect the unity of history which is also the unity of life.
All I have is broken.
Broken mends best.
As a proof that we are regenerated, we must regenerate everything around us.
The art of healing is like an unroofed temple, uncovered at the top and cracked at the foundation.
Only in the shattering can the rebuilding occur.
I'd reconstruct Heaven, or usurp Hell
write till I swing open like a door hinge.
I arrive - a rogue who'd refurbish town.
I take my pen, begin to nail things down.
I put myself back together as best as I could, but I was sure that parts of me were broken permanently. Dark parts of me. Parts that I'd held onto for far too long.
I'd dismembered it in my memories. I'd disremembered it.
You took my life apart and put it back together.
Modern man's capacity for destruction is quixotic evidence of humanity's capacity for reconstruction. The powerful technological agents we have unleashed against the environment include many of the agents we require for its reconstruction.
His life was dedicated to the fine art of tearing down and building anew.
When God-given, heaven-sent revival does come, it will undo in weeks the damage that blasphemous Modernism has taken years to build.
One cannot restore anything from the ashes without building a solid foundation.
Union of the Hideously and Improbably Deformed,
Revise. Revisit. Reinvent.
People, more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed.
What once was broken can be fixed.
Everything is mended by the soil.
No matter your wreckage. There will be someone to find you beautiful, despite the cruddy metal. Your ruin is not to be hidden behind paint and canvas. Let them see the cracks. Someone will come to sing into these empty spaces.
The history of art is the history of revivals.
A stone has been cast into the reliable immutable pond of the past, and as the ripples subside everything appears different. The reflections are quite other; everything has swung and shattered, it is all beyond recovery