Quotes About Healing

A lot of people don't know what to do about grief. I don't blame you for a thing.

In the morning, she told everyone she was perfectly fine, even though she wasn't, even though she wished she was still on that green hill where Levi had been buried, where the grass smelled so sweet, where there was no beginning and no end.

Her salvation was the novels she read. On nights she thought it might br better not to be alive w/o Levi in the world, she opened a book and was therefore saved, discovering that a novel was as great an escape as any spell.

Here is the most difficult aspect of forgiveness: You have to ask in order to receive it.

He carried so much suffering that it radiated out in waves. Sorrow is like that: whenever a person runs, it comes after him; it leaves an endless trail of pain.

Let love be one, let it heal what had been broken, let it open the door to hope for the future.

Her heart, though broken, still beat.

what you give up you can learn to live without, even if it causes you heartbreak at the start. Whether you are mortal or not, you go on, even if sorrow nags

I wondered if damaged people ever got over what damaged them.

Elv felt consoled. She'd done such terrible things no one could forgive her, except perhaps for another sorrowful creature who understood the effects of human cruelty, who could lie down beside her and know she hadn't meant any harm.

Cover up grief and it grinds away at you from the inside out. It makes you run for dark corners and empty rooms heartsick and mute despising your own company.

When you lose somebody you think you've lost the whole world as well but that's not the way things turn out in the end. Eventually you pick yourself up and look out the window and once you do see everything that was there before the world ended is out there still.

Where did he take you?" she asked. She had wanted to ask this question for four years. It had taken that long for the words to come out. Some words drew blood, they cut your tongue, they made you know things you couldn't unknow.

Some people believe that if you don't open your eyes to sorrow and you don't talk about it, you can pretend it never happened.

She doesn't know why she didn't turn out like the girl in Union Square, screaming at passersby, caught in the web of her own pain, but on nights when she's reading her veterinary journals, and the dogs are sleeping, she wonders if it's possible that when she rescued them, they rescued her as well.

She understood love. What destroys you saves you, she had told me.

Some creatures do not care how polite a person might be, they will hurt you for no reason, and then all you can do is heal yourself with whatever ingredients are necessary.

When your father doesn't love you, a stone forms inside of you, hard and sharp enough to pierce through bone.

This is how he'll hurt you, this is the way you will blame yourself, this is your salvation, this is what you can see if you open your eyes.

Sometime after the accident, her parents stopped talking to each other unless they needed to discuss a household chore or a doctor's appointment. It's true, tragedy can bring you closer or drive you apart.

Ignore love, she now understood, and a person might bleed forever, even if no one could tell.

Into this cake Lila had baked three gifts: a cool hand to test for fevers, a kiss with the power to chase away nightmares, a heart that can tell when it's time to let go.

Shelby had thought distance from her hometown would make a difference, but she still feels she's responsible for everything bad that has ever happened in the world. She has bad karma.

Some people make their own grief.