Quotes About Healing

The pain gets better with time," I told her. "It always hurts, but it gets better.

Would you like to sit in my nasty medicated bath with me?

Aha, no, I'm not giving you any sexy healing.

Karina shut her eyes. She could picture herself wrapped in those powerful arms. It would feel safe, so safe. Her life was broken like a mirror and the shards kept cutting her fingers.

Why would you want to shoot him?" "He broke your heart. You were miserable for weeks." "I broke my own heart, Leon. He was just the hammer I hit it with." Leon raised his eyebrows. "That's deep, Catalina.

Where was this taken?" Jardin recovered enough to speak. "Near Lawrenceville.

You may call me Dr. Doolittle. I've sailed through the night and day, in and out of weeks, to where the wild things are and now I'm their private physician

When the hurt is so big and so seemingly endless, the only thing that will ever get us through is love.

Often when a physician cannot imagine what else to do for someone who is feeling helpless and hopeless—for whom life has no value—I find that love is the answer.

Even at the very end of life, healing a relationship can transform the history of a family. A relationship that is complete need not end; in this context, complete means there is nothing left unsaid or undone. When a dying person and a loved one come to feel complete between themselves, time together tends to be as full of joy and loving affection as sadness.

A wish for a future no longer tainted by the past. A future that held joy, not regret. A future that offered love instead of loneliness.

God doesn't expect perfection. All he asks is that we learn from our mistakes and try to do better in the future. He forgives us far more easily than we often forgive ourselves. He also heals the brokenhearted and saves those whose spirit is crushed.

She was not just a wild creature, she was a wounded creature.

Mercifully one forgets one's love affairs as one forgets one's dreams.

There can scarcely be anything worse than surviving something which shatters your mind and leaves you obsessed with revenge.

Mercifully one forgets one's love affairs as one forgets one's dreams.

Onurunuzu kaybetmenize sebep olan insanlar? kolay affedemiyorsunuz.

Yet the love is there, the love is there — only it's as if it's so wounded it has curled up and gone into a black hole.

Guilt is one way of attaching a meaning to a death. We want to find a meaning. It lessens the pain.

I know time doesn't heal. That's the silliest idea of all.

Some people spend years in counselling trying to cope with being fucked up. I just move on. The fucked-upness always goes. The conventional wisdom is that you're running away, you should learn to cope with being fucked-up. I don't hold with that. Life is a dynamic rather than a static process, and when we don't change it kills us. It's not running away, it's moving on.

No tears come, and it would be pointless, like trying to empty a reservoir of grief by drip feed. I'm being daft.

Despite the grief, there was no disguising the sense of relief in the air.

Wiedzia? dawniej, ?e mo?na z?ama? r?k? lub nog? i wyzdrowie?; do tej pory nie wiedzia? jednak, ?e mo?na wyzdrowie? po ataku szale?stwa.