Quotes About Healing

What is beautiful is seized, my mother said a final time, speaking of my father, whom she said had been destroyed by too many women, a heart picked over, scratched at, taken, lost. It came to me in bulky bandages, seeming much larger, much more than it really was.

Blank is to heartache as forest is to bench.

Successful therapists learn to be 'amygdala whisperers' by leveraging the social brain in order to help clients face their fears.

This Indian wife you have... - Had. She's dead. - I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring up an unhappy memory. - I can't remember anything unhappy about Destarte.

The wounds had healed, but the scars would be mine forever.

My heart is breaking." "I can fix that," said Sam. She turned to him. He took hold of both of her hands, and kissed her.

the child's heart bled when it was broken.

Don't be sorry, I won't let it hurt me. I'll forget all the bad and remember only the good, for I did enjoy a great deal.

Earth hath no sorrow that heaven cannot heal;

It was the best thing he could have done, far more soothing than the most eloquent words, for Jo felt the unspoken sympathy, and in the silence learned the sweet solace which affection administers to sorrow.

Now I am beginning to live a little and feel less like a sick oyster at low tide.

Beth seemed quite herself again, for at eighteen neither heads nor hearts ache long, and a loving word can medicine most ills.

So, sitting at the dear little piano, Beth softly touched the keys, and in the sweet voice they had never thought to hear again, sang to her own accompaniment the quaint hymn, which was a singularly fitting song for her.

Poor Hannah was the first to recover, and with unconscious wisdom she set all the rest a good example, for with her, work was panacea for most afflictions.

Laurie's heart wouldn't ache. The wound persisted in healing with a rapidity that astonished him, and instead of trying to forget, he found himself trying to remember.

Grief is the best opener of some hearts

gostaria de não ter coração, pois dói tanto.

Now, Laurie felt just then that his heart was entirely broken and the world a howling wilderness, but at the sound of certain words which the old gentleman artfully introduced into his closing sentence, the broken heart gave an unexpected leap, and a green oasis or two suddenly appeared in the howling wilderness.

Getting blown up happened in an instant; getting put together took the rest of your life.

I'd taken a pink eraser to my childhood and blurred the pain.

For me, this is old. I probably know what is happening better than he does because I've tried over and over to wreck myself on another human, and always failed. I fail now. For it seems that my sorrow is deep in my bones and I'd have to break every single one to let it out.

Now you listen to me, Joe. You will not badger or harrass me. You will leave me to think the way I want to think, here. I have to heal any way I can. You will stop asking questions and you will not give me any worry. You will not go after him. You will not terrify me, Joe. I've had enough fear for my whole life. You will not add to my fear. You will not add to my sorrows. You will not be part of this.

Those are the only things which really seem to do him any good.

Junior was making progress after his breakdown but was still weak;