Quotes About Healing

But your ability to forgive is worthless if you cannot turn it upon yourself. If you do not, the darkness you seek to defeat will eat you from the inside.

It's not our ability to get forgiveness that saves us. It's out ability to grant forgiveness

You can't fight memories. They come whether you look for them or not.

Oh yeah, pain. I think it's the same when we lose someone we love. It never stops hurting. But maybe it shouldn't. That pain, after all, is a souvenir of love.

Borderline individuals are the psychological equivalent of third-degree burn patients. They simply have, so to speak, no emotional skin. Even the slightest touch or movement can create immense suffering."1

Certainly the primary imperative of a physician is to be skilled in medical science, but if he or she does not probe a patient's soul, then the doctor's care is given without caring, and part of the sacred mission of healing is missing.

When a man or woman loves to brood over a sorrow and takes care to keep it green in their memory, you may be sure it is no longer a pain to them.

Grief doesn't come in a landslide. It seeps in,while you are sleeping. First you start in dreaming. Then your wake-up time carries over the sadness. And last your whole days are filled like a tumbler of water,filled with an aching that drips over the edge and doesn't have anywhere to go.

Broken relationships are a source of heavy heartbreak that seem to affect every family.

Hanging on to resentment is allowing someone you despise to live rent free in your head. —A

It is much easier to trust in the sovereignty of God when it is the other person who is hurting. We need to be like Jesus, of whom it was said, "A bruised reed he will not break" (Matthew 12:20). Let us not be guilty of breaking a bruised reed (a heavy heart) by insensitive treatment of the heavy doctrine of the sovereignty of God.

Bitterness usually stems not so much from the other person's actions as from the effects of those actions on our lives. Consider the following scenario in your life.

There's relief in not having to be outside. No gardening, no mowing the lawn, no tyranny of long daylight hours to fill with productive activity. We rip through summer, burning the hours and tearing up the land. Then snow comes like a bandage, and winter heals the wounds.

My mind is a reasonable sort of fellow. But my heart . . .my heart has never been able to understand loss.

'The Panorama' is also the last place anywhere in New York where the World Trade Center still stands, whole, as it stood in the early morning of September 11. I can also see the corner where I saw the first tower fall and howled out loud. Seeing the buildings again here is uplifting, healing.

All art is a kind of exorcism. This is what gives art its power to change the conditions of our life.

The good that may come out of the loss does not erase its badness or excuse the wrong done. Nothing can do that.

the book is intended to show how it is possible to live in and be enlarged by loss, even as we continue to experience it.

Who are you if you lose your favorite person? Can you lose your favorite person without losing yourself? I reach for Stargirl and she's gone. I'm not me anymore.

Heroin spread that soft blanket over everything. But once the blanket was ripped off, it took a layer of skin with it, leaving nothing but nerve ends screaming in the breeze.

This book, for me, is less an exercise in recall than exorcism.

And once I opened up all that real estate where before I'd been holding anger and regret, I found a lot of things were simpler than I'd made them.

The trick of life," she said, "is that you can't hold the pain for too long. The magic, either.

A broken bone can heal, but the wound a word opens can fester forever.