Quotes About Healing

Maybe forgiveness is just the continual pushing aside of bitter memories, until time dulls the hurt and anger, and the wrong is forgotten.

I just need some time to get over all those years of having liked him

Remorse ... is one of the many afflictions for which time finds a cure.

When you're grieving that's not the time to be brave or strong, you need to let it show

Grief reconfigures time, its length, its texture, its function: one day means no more than the next, so why have they been picked out and given separate names?

I was in a very dark place for a long time. It's just so hard to have normalcy.

I had to beat the bags, big time, I had to get out into the den and start screaming and move it through my body.

Sometimes you have to let time carry you past your troubles.

Funny how time heals. Like that bullet in my ribs. It's there, I know it's there, but I can barely feel it at all anymore.

They tied me back together, but they didn't use double knots. My insides are draining out of the fault lines in my skin, I can feel it, but every time I check the bandages, they're dry.

I need some time to recover. I'm not a machine.

Time washes clean, love's wounds unseen.

Love accepts. Forgiveness comes in time.

I spend my time dwelling on revenge and try to deal with the monsters crawling out of the ashes.

Grief is a matter of the heart and soul. Grieve your loss, allow it in, and spend time with it.

I made a movie where I played a girl that just got out of prison and we shot it very very quickly but very intensely-that took me a long time to get over.

This comes with my/our deepest sympathy, and the hope that the dear memories of your loved one and the passing of time will ease your sorrow.

I honor my grief. I try to be kinder to myself. I give myself time to move through and to process whatever is making me sad.

Tragedy plus time equals humor.

Sometimes you gwyne to git hurt, en sometimes you gwyne to git sick; but every time you's gwyne to git well agin.

The time has come to listen to the frightened moans of our fellow brothers and sisters and indeed the earth itself is in pain.

Time and again, people transcend the paralyzing effects of psychological pain when they have sufficient contact with someone who can hear them empathically.

Time, on its own, heals nothing.

Time may restore us in his course Goethe's sage mind and Byron's force: But where will Europe's latter hour Again find Wordsworth's healing power?