Thirty-five is when you finally get your head together and your body starts falling apart.

Sometimes when we think our lives are falling apart what we don’t see, is that they might just be falling into place.

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

Sometimes when things are falling apart they may actually be falling into place.

The car is falling apart. There is no window in the back. It's held together with tape. It's rusting away - they didn't buy that from a reputable dealer.

I was like a clock that had exploded- my springs were hanging out, my hands were cockeyed, and my numbers were falling off.