The suffering of the old man in his broken body is real.

She would not have his broken body on her conscience.

"Better that than to hold her broken body in my arms."

He gathered the broken little body in his arms and looked up.

Soon I was on the stage, staring down at the broken body of my first son.

I did not want to think what that might do to his broken body.

The image of his broken body on that road will stay with me for ever.

Moving like they did before with the broken body lying so close by, but no longer a real thing.

Even before the Goddess, could women look only at a broken body?

His crushed and broken body would have given up the fight within the hour.