Quotes About Healing

Everything That Was Broken Everything that was broken has forgotten its brokenness. I live now in a sky-house, through every window the sun. Also your presence. Our touching, our stories. Earthy and holy both. How can this be, but it is. Every day has something in it whose name is Forever.

We have to bring back his eye by the

How about suicide rate. And what a shame to lose them after they've made it back. We keep them alive, but we don't teach them how to live.

One's own dead are more than cadavers, they are place holders for the living. They are a focus, a receptacle, for emotions that no longer have one.

Human saliva contains histatins, which speed wound closure independent of their antibacterial action.

If pain can purify the heart, mine will be pure.

Ever since the fatal night, the end of my labours, and the beginning of my misfortunes, I had conceived a violent antipathy even to the name of natural philosophy. When I was otherwise quite restored to health, the sight of a chemical instrument would renew all the agony of my nervous symptoms. Henry saw this, and had removed all my apparatus from my view.

The time at length arrives when grief is rather an indulgence than a necessity; and the smile that plays upon the lips, although it may be deemed a sacrilege, is not banished.

Time spent looking back in anger is time wasted.

Life had stopped. Life would have to go on. Life went on, and in time the unbelievable began to happen; pleasure and happiness came back, and even joy. But love? Not again. I said it very firmly. Not again.

William's mother, dead these six years. He spoke of her with love, but without grief. Six years, and whatever the loss, happiness steals back.

The time at length arrives when grief is rather an indulgence than a necessity

He can no longer be a fit subject for pity; the survivors are the greatest sufferers, and for them time is the only consolation.

The choice is with us; let us will it, and our habitation becomes a paradise. For the will of man is omnipotent, blunting the arrows of death, soothing the bed of disease, and wiping away the tears of agony.

Come, Victor; not brooding thoughts of vengeance against the assassin, but with feelings of peace and gentleness, that will heal, instead of festering, the wounds of our minds. Enter the house of mourning, my friend, but with kindness and affection for those who love you, and not with hatred for your enemies. Alphonse Frankenstein

Aunque tiene el alma destrozada, nadie aprecia más que él las bellezas de la naturaleza.

Llega por fin el dái en que la pena es más un alivio que una necesidad y que la sonrisa, aunque juzgada casi un sacrilegio, puede afluir los labios. Mi madre había muerto [...]

Those who do not understand true pain, can never understand true peace.

Il faut avoir connu la vraie souffrance pour desirer la paix

Everyone had their own turning point," he explained to me. "Mine was Beslan.

After desolation, grief brings back our humanity

The scar will become a symbol.

Come to me in my dreams, and then By day I shall be well again! For so the night will more than pay The hopeless longings of the day.

No sooner was the wound given than the remedy was provided and revealed.