Quotes About Healing

Luke, the beloved physician.

Stitch your stress away.

Our joys as winged dreams do fly;Why then should sorrow last?Since grief but aggravates thy loss,Grieve not for what is past.

For he is our peace, who hath made both one, and hath broken down the middle wall of partition between us.

A merry heart doeth good like a medicine: but a broken spirit drieth the bones.

Time may be a great healer, but it's a lousy beautician.

Knowing in himself that virtue had gone out of him.

And he said to the woman, Thy faith hath saved thee; go in peace.

Comfort ye, comfort ye my people.

You're only as sick as your secrets.

A hug is like a bandage to a hurting wound.

Scrapbooking is cheaper than a therapist.

Care for one, that's love. Care for all, that's nursing.

Sometimes I inspire my patients; more often they inspire me.

Love cures mental depression and all mental illnesses. Love is the best cure for issues with mind in the matters of heart.

Original Poems for Infant Minds My MotherWho ran to help me when I fell,And would some pretty story tell,Or kiss the place to make it wellMy Mother.

Con su evangelio, Lucas ha escrito un libro que pueden leer personas que padecen enfermedades interiores y exteriores, para así experimentar en sí mismas la fuerza curativa y consoladora de las palabras.

The proclamation of bruised feelings, the desperate plea for the correction of individual pain and suffering, the inchoate cry for the loss of a never-achieved sense of inner balance and happiness to which most humans aspire are not likely to diminish soon.4 It would be foolish to ask medicine alone to heal a sick culture, but it is just as foolish to ignore that aspect of human disease.

Forgetting, he is learning, is how the world heals itself.

Why can't healing happen as quickly as wounding?

Don't tell me how to grieve. Don't tell me ghosts fade away eventually, like they do in movies, waving goodbye with see-through hands. Lots of things fade away but ghosts like these don't, heartbreak like these doesn't.

Nothing will be healed in this kitchen. Some griefs can never be put right ... She only wants a tide of normality to wash in and cover everything again.

Some griefs can never be put right.

The dead are gone and so their power over the living is only temporary. You lose sleep, you lose appetite, but eventually you fall asleep and eventually you eat - you may hate yourself for it, but the body's demands are incontrovertible. He had always felt guilt about that, that he went on living... p 115