Quotes About Healing

I wanted to tell her that I loved her and appreciated her and wanted us, especially now that Mom was gone, to be closer, that I know Mom would have wanted that. But I couldn't. I hugged her instead. Selma stiffened at first, startled by my aberrant display of affection, but then she relaxed. "It'll be okay," she told me. I

You think dragging the ugly out in the sunlight will destroy it. It doesn't. Just the opposite. You give the ugly thing life nourishment.

She hurt more than herself.

Here is the truth about tragedy: It's good for the soul.

The cast on his leg had been enormous and about as comfortable as wearing a jockstrap made of tweed. He hobbled around for months, listening to Sara tease him. "Stop imitating my limp. It's not a very nice thing to do." "Great.

They stood there, the two of them—the mother of a dead boy holding firm to the boy who had killed him.

They never liked me." "No, I don't suppose they did." "And Esperanza? Does she still refer to me as Queen Bitch?" "She hasn't so much as mentioned your name in seven years." That made her smile. "Like I'm Voldemort. In the Harry Potter books." "Yep, you're She-who-must-not-be-named." Myron

You're okay," Myron said to him, cupping the boy's head. "It's over now." But it wasn't. An

Man," Loren said, "you are good. What other nuggets did you offer? 'Time heals all wounds'?

It hurt so damn much that now something primordial wouldn't let it happen again. I

Recovery comes slowly. But the writing—which keeps me alive because it's all I've got—goes on.

Reading well is one of the great pleasures that solitude can afford you, because it is, at least in my experience, the most healing of pleasures.

Bitterness against an individual becomes a poison—not one that destroys your enemy but one that gradually destroys you.

Because God loves you, you can love yourself. Because God cares about you, you must care about yourself. Because God has forgiven you, you must forgive yourself. Because God has accepted you, you must learn to accept yourself.

When he was nearly thirteen, my brother Jem got his arm badly broken at the elbow.

Atticus said that Jem was trying hard to forget something, but what he was really doing was storing it away for a while, until enough time passed. Then he would be able to think about it and sort things out. When he was able to think about it, Jem would be himself again.

Don't worry, though, he'll be as good as new. Boys his age bounce.

Isn't it about time you got over that? Bury your dead, Jean Louise.

A licking hurts but it doesn't last

Atticus said that Jem was trying hard to forget something, but what he was really doing was storing it away for a while, until enough time passed. Then he would be able to think about it and sort things out.

There's one thing I truly believe, Gertrude," she continued, "but some people just don't see it my way. If we just let them know we forgive 'em, that we've forgotten it, then this whole thing'll blow over.

Letting go of anger and hate requires us to give up the hope for a different past, along with the hope of a fantasized future. What we gain is a life more in the present, where we are not mired in prolonged anger and resentment that doesn't serve us.

Sometimes, the failure of the other person to apologize when they should hits us harder than the deed they should apologize for.

here she is, all mine, trying her best to give me all she can. How could I ever hurt her? But I didn't understand then. That I could hurt somebody so badly she would never recover. That a person can, just by living, damage another human being beyond repair.