Quotes About Healing

Governments, as we have seen, look to art as a social salve, and hope that socially interactive art will act as bandaging for the grave wounds continually prised open by capital.

New losses dig up past losses, as if one needs the other to remember how it's done.

She felt the pain of his loss inside her like a savage hook. She wanted to reach into him and take it out, as though it were shrapnel. But the pain was old to him, and somehow it had become a part of him. He could bear it and speak of it. It had shaped him; he had accommodated it. He had loved and he had lost and it had made him who he was.

It's just a part of her life. Sewing her world back together again, sometimes even daily.

Some of us walk about with the burden of old wounds. What must it be like to have the burden of…healing?

Have you ever been in love?" "Colin. For the love of God." "I have," he said bluntly. "And when you lose love, it tears a hole out of you. The pain can be gruesome. I thought I lost Madeline once, and I swear for a few days I thought I might never be whole again." "Perhaps you should write a poem about it. Add another verse to your song.

One of heartbreak's chief qualities seemed to be its ability to distort time and distances.

Something was stirring in him, though; a bud of comprehension that could very well bloom into forgiveness if left unchecked.

I just want the pain to end.

Talking to a therapist, I thought, was like taking your clothes off and then taking your skin off, and then having the other person say, Would you mind opening up your rib cage so that we can start?

Any person who is carrying a lot of sadness needs to be able to rest sometimes, and to put it down.

There's nothing more fulfilling in therapy than watching two people find each other again.

Some broken things you can't mend. Some you have to put together very slowly piece by fragile piece, waiting until the last bit of work is strong enough before you try the next. It takes a lot of patience.

You are a child no longer, whatever you might wish. You are a woman with a woman's body, and you do not think or feel as you did back there at Sevenwaters, when you ran wild in the forest and the trees spread their canopy to shelter you. Men will look at you. Come to terms with it, Sorcha. You cannot hide forever. They will look at you with desire in their eyes. You were taken against your will, and it damaged you. But life goes on.

Somewhere, beneath that darkness, I had seen both strength and honor. But his words of despair mocked my efforts at healing.

When you felt sad or angry or hopeless, a story could help. A story could lead you into a different world for a while.

had seen enough such deaths before to know that when the cloud of sorrow hangs too heavily over a person, nothing helps; no love, no hope, no

My shoulders were light again, as though I'd been cured of the ague, and my tears stopped.

I felt as though a sympathetic hand were tending the wounds where thorns had stabbed me. . .

love without being destroyed...

The great sadness cleansed me of the foul elements that had accumulated in my heart and body.

You ask everybody you know: How long does it usually take to get over it? There are many formulas. One year for every year you dated. Two years for every year you dated. It's just a matter of will power: The day you decide it's over, it's over. You never get over it.

Jesus' healings are not supernatural miracles in a natural world. They are the only truly 'natural' things in a world that is unnatural, demonized and wounded.

I only asked the mask to help me recover … I never once asked it to do things its own way.…