Ursula K. Le Guin Quotes

You've got to admit you're broken before you can be made whole.

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.

Art is restoration: the idea is to repair the damages that are inflicted in life, to make something that is fragmented - which is what fear and anxiety do to a person - into something whole.

It is to be broken. It is to be torn open. It is not to be reached and come to rest in ever. I turn against you, I break from you, I turn to you. We hurt, and are hurt, and have each other for healing. It is healing. It is never whole.

Wars break things; they break stories.

We live in a fractured world. I've always seen it as my role as an artist to attempt to make wholeness.

Driven by the forces of love, the fragments of the world seek each other so that the world may come to being.

Forgiveness is the answer to the child's dream of a miracle by which what is broken is made whole again, what is soiled is made clean again.

I've got cut half in two, once, and blowed up a time or two, but nothing permanent.

We can’t blow up the world because of it.

When something is so damaged or something is just not right, you can't fix it in a moment. The only thing is time.

We came into a broken world. And we're the cleanup crew.

I would surrender my being to see you whole once more.

Things that break - be they bones, hearts, or promises - can be put back together but will never really be whole.

I killed the whole world, and you can too, if you try hard.

Without love, violence will change the world; it will change it into a more violent one.

The defective can be more than the entire.

As soon as the war ended, we located the one spot on earth that hadn't been touched by the war and blew it to hell.

For instance, in the name of unity. You can't build without destroying.

An apology is the superglue of life. It can repair just about anything.

If everyone fought fire with fire, the whole world would go up in smoke.

The inner self of every human waits patiently until we are ready to discover it; then it extends an invitation to enter the luminous mystery of existence in which all things are created, nurtured, and renewed. In the presence of this mystery, we not only heal ourselves, we heal the world.

These scars bear witness but whether to repair or to destruction I no longer know.