Quotes About Healing

Although our love never dies, the pain of our loss can eventually dissolve.

Memory is a slippery thing. When something terrible happens to you, like the loss of someone you love...memory can turn into a soft blanket that hides you from the loss.

Hard to find a better drug than a song you love.

The desperate hope that the patient will be healed... That's the last treatment.

It's not love if it hurts.

Yes, one gets over things. But there are certain memories one can't bit on.

Hold on to the love, not the loss.

In love, the quickest is always the best cure.

Sometimes love is a wound that opens and closes, opens and closes, all our lives.

It's the beginning of opening to love. Even if there's not much feeling of compassion toward oneself, just say, "It's okay, sweetheart," or "I'm sorry and I love you."

We live in a world of outrageous pain. The only response to outrageous pain is outrageous love.

Forgiveness is 'selective remembering'--a conscious decision to focus on love and let the rest go.

Who you are is love. What love does is heal.

I would say that I probably had an unhealthy love affair with drinking. I grew up as this kind of insecure kid, you know, kind of making my way. And drinking took all of that away.

What the world needs is not 'a little bit of love', but a surgical operation.

So often the end of a love affair is death by a thousand cuts, so often its survival is life by a thousand stitches.

When you feel in love with an ex, it isn't that you still love him, but that you are simply stuck in the idea of what YOU did wrong.

when someone you love dies, he becomes your enemy; he fights you tooth and nail from a hidden position; he successfully raids what small provisions you have gathered to keep yourself going.

There's no cure, except the retreat into love, For the suffering of subtly afflicted hearts.

Because of your love I have broken with my past

I've never thought about songwriting as a weapon. I've only thought about it as a way to help me get through love and loss and sadness and loneliness and growing up.

I couldn't write about love without writing about hate - specifically, how the experience of hatred embeds itself in the body and prevents love from entering or leaving.

There are some kinds of wounds you can get, internal injuries. You don't know what's wrong with you, but you're bleeding to death slowly inside.

It is the heart that has been pierced that feels the most.