Like pieces of crystal

"My life is not whole, and neither is yours. We are fragments, shards of who we want to be, of who others want us to be, of thoughts and dreams and desires. We are nothing but glass, reflecting the world around us, rent apart by our own souls, separated by our very existence. We break into little pieces that go shooting out and falling down, forcing themselves into solitude. ...Like pieces of crystal; more beautiful broken than whole, more powerful separate then unified. These diamonds of water flying forward to meet the sun, that fall to their deaths, these are our lives."