Quotes About Healing

I wanted to remake myself too. I wanted to whitewash my soul. I couldn't do it before the world ended. Not really. But every day since, I've been trying to be a new person. Not the thing my father made me...no, I wanted to be the man I should have been if the old world had shown me even a splinter of grace.

what John Holt, a former professor of education at Harvard, knew intellectually: for every day that school is toxic, it takes one day to heal. My mom knew something about healing because

What is never recognized can never be healed.

Believing the lie that time will heal all wounds is just a nice way of saying that time deadens us.

How can you forgive if you can't remember to forget?

Calming ain't curing, is it, girl?" the woman asked aloud. "Keeping you hushed might keep me out of jail, but sure as the world, calming ain't curing.

You're soul sick is what you are," Polly said. "And you can stomp your little footsie all you want to, but you ain't going to get well until you remember. And you can't remember until you learn to see.

Calming ain't curing, is it, girl?

Rose has a good heart, of course, especially for one that has been broken every week for the past twenty years.

Aidan laughed for the joy of the frog orchids. He cried, too, for their beauty. His melancholy was cured. And a prayer was answered that he hadn't been able to pray.

I realised that health is not a matter of never being ill. It is the ability to recover.

Parallels between the veteran's words and Achilles' are inescapable. During berserk rage, the friend is constantly alive; letting go of the rage lets him die.

Has anyone got any bandages? I've just split my sides laughing.

What have they done to your poor arm?' - Holly 'Oh, don't worry, it's just a graze.' - Lucy 'I'm talking about the bandages. That's simply the most incompetent bit of first aid I've ever seen. Lockwood, George - how much dressing did you use?

The sight of you is good for sore eyes.

Time doesn't heal as much as it buries things in the undergrowth of your brain, where they lie in wait to ambush you when you least expect it.

But we are not going to talk about that right now, because to talk about it I'll have to think about it, and I've thought it to death over the last year. There are parts of my brain that are still tirelessly thinking about it, about her, an entire research and development department wholly dedicated to finding new ways to grieve and mourn and feel sorry for myself. And let me tell you, they're good at what they do down there. So I'll leave them to it.

The life you build feels like the entire world, and when it's suddenly gone, the world doesn't make sense for a while. Or, in his case, ever again.

Over the course of a fifty-year marriage, one bad year isn't very significant. Your marriage might still be there to be saved. But you'll never know if you keep indulging your hate and anger like the world owes you reparations.

You want to move on, but to do that you have to let her go, and you don't want to let her go, so you don't move on.

Our parents can continue to screw us up even after they die, and in this way, they're never really gone.

Forgiveness is a comfort, but it doesn't bring back what you lost

If you could remember every last time, you'd never stop grieving.

Everyone always wants to know how you can tell when it's true love, and the answer is this: when the pain doesn't fade and the scars don't heal, and it's too damned late.