I endeavor to be wise when I cannot be merry, easy when I cannot be glad, content with what cannot be mended and patient when there be no redress.
I endeavor to be wise when I cannot be merry, easy when I cannot be glad, content with what cannot be mended and patient when there be no redress.
Grief never mended no broken bones, and as good people's wery scarce, what I says is, make the most on 'em.
That I might see what the old world could say
To this composèd wonder of your frame;
Whether we are mended, or whe'er better they,
Or whether revolution be the same.
As if religion was intended for nothing else but to be mended.
A torn jacket is soon mended; but hard words bruise the heart of a child.
I have never yet seen any plan which has not been mended by the observations of those who were much inferior in understanding to the person who took the lead in the business.
Where evil habits are once settled, they are more easily broken than mended.
Rhett Butler's farewell to Scarlett O'Hara, I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best....
A ball had passed between my body and the right arm which supported him, cutting through the sleeve and passing through his chest from shoulder to shoulder. There was no more to be done for him and I left him to his rest. I have never mended that hole in my sleeve.
I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken - and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived.
Glass, china, and reputation are easily cracked, and never mended well.
If we shadows have offended, Think but this, and all is mended, That you have but slumber'd here While these visions did appear.
A subtle spirit has my path attended, In likeness not a lion but a pard And when the arrows flew like hail, and hard He licked my wounds, and all my wounds were mended.
Old houses mended, Cost little less than new before they're ended.
The healed Heart shows its shallow scar
With confidential moan --
Not mended by Mortality
Are Fabrics truly torn --
To go its convalescent way
So shameless is to see
More genuine were Perfidy
Than such Fidelity.
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