Quotes About Healing

Experiencing our feelings has direct healing power.

The sick in mind, and, perhaps, in body, are rendered more darkly and hopelessly so by the manifold reflection of their disease, mirrored back from all quarters in the deportment of those about them; they are compelled to inhale the poison of their own breath, in infinite repetition.

Drink it! It may be less soothing than a sinless conscience. That I cannot give thee. But it will calm the swell and heaving of thy passion, like oil thrown on the waves of a tempestuous sea.

that the sufferer should never know the intensity of what he endures by its present torture, but chiefly by the pang that rankles after it.

Ella debía pasar dolorosamente, con su corazón destrozado, a través de las fronteras del tiempo; debía lavar sus heridas en alguna fuene del Paraíso, y olvidar su pena en la luz de la inmortalidad; ¡y allí estaría a salvo!

The act of self-expression—through writing a journal or letters—often enables a survivor to distance himself from his fears.

The act of self-expression—through writing a journal or letters—often enables a survivor to distance himself from his fears. After beginning his informal log, Chase would never again suffer another sleepless night tortured by his memory of the whale.

Words should not seek to please, to hide the wounds in our bodies, or the shameful moments in our lives. They may hurt, give us pain, but they can also provoke us to question what we have accepted for thousands of years.

They say time heals. No, it just wears away pain. It grinds everything to dust.

What would love do now?

Forgiveness of self is all forgivenesses starts

One cannot let the events of one's past murder one's future.

All this time, Lev ever realized what he needed. He did not need to be adored or pitied. He needed to be forgiven. Not by God, who is all forgiving. Not by people like Marcus and Pastor Dan, who would always stand by his side. He needed to be forgiven by an unforgiving world.

She plays music to heal herself, but nothing can heal her brokenness.

Hole... He grips Risa's hand tighter. Hole, Risa, hole... And she smiles Yes, Connor, she says. You're whole. You're finally whole.

He only wishes there were something that would heal the scars in his mind, which he can still feel. He sees his mind now as an archipelago of islands that he labors to build bridges between - and while he's had great success engineering the most spectacular of bridges, he suspects there are some islands that he'll never reach.

In the end, blame didn't shine on an individual. It was a floodlight cast on all of us. And all because we longed for healing and happiness- as if happiness is a state of being. But it's not. Happiness is a vector. It's movement. Like my own momentum across the pool, joy can only be defined by the speed at which you're moving away from pain.

And she will restore to him his soul.

I have no doubt that, one way or another, you'll fill the empty spaces left behind.

Ból to znak, ?e sÅ'abo?? opuszcza ciaÅ'o.

No, don't forget it, but you have to process it and move on. Live your life. Otherwise he took your future away from you too.

Hope is a terrible thing to lose. Sometimes that wounded space gets filled with scar tissue, bitter, ugly, and angry.

O)ne cannot let the event's of one's past murder one's future.

Please stay broken, Callie," I pray. "Please stay broken as long as I am.