Quotes About Healing

The good thing about shell shock is that you don't feel things in the moment. You just feel them later.

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.

Suffering erased was the same as no suffering at all.

Comfort food, thought Citra, because somehow it made her feel safe from the inside out. "My grandmother said it could actually heal a cold." "What's a cold?" asked Citra. "A deadly illness from the mortal age, I suppose.

All this time, Lev never 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. By someone who once despised him. Someone like Miracolina.

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.

Only when we drink poison are we well.

The Alchemy of Grief

I've had so many knives stuck into me, when they hand me a flower I can't quite make out what it is. It takes time.

the worst thing, he told me, is bitterness, people end up so bitter.

Well, the rain had stopped but the pain was still there.

my 6 foot goddess makes me laugh the laughter of the mutilated who still need love... she has saved me from everything that is not here

Something had happened. The bath towels knew it, the bathtub and the toilet knew it. My father turned and walked out the door. He knew it. It was my last beating. From him.

There's too much coldness in the world, I told her. If people would only talk things out together it would help.

God, prayed my grandmother, purge the devil from this poor boy's body! Just look at all those sores! They make me sick, God! Look at them! It's the devil, God, dwelling in this boy's body. Purge the devil from his body, Lord! God, said my grandmother, why do you allow the devil to dwell inside this body's body? Don't you see how the devil is enjoying this? Look at these sores, 0 Lord, I am about to vomit just looking at them! They are red and big and full!

TIME WOUNDS ALL HEELS.

y la fama y el amor nada más que un truco para atenuar nuestra herida.

These words I write keep me from total madness.

Stop insisting on clearing your head—clear your fucking heart instead.

the indigenous arsenal of cure.

If God is going to heal the sick, raise the dead, and cast out demons, He will do it through you and me as the Body of Christ anointed with the Holy Ghost. Your body gives you authority on this planet.

Jesus took my infirmities and bore my sicknesses. Therefore I refuse to allow sickness to dominate my body. The Life of God flows within me bringing healing to every fiber of my being. (Matt. 8:17; John 6:63.)

Where exactly do you put your hands on somebody who hurts everywhere?

she claimed it's a sign of God's mercy that He won't let us remember the reddest details of pain. He knows the parts we can't bear and won't let our minds render them again. In time, from disuse, they pale away. At least such was her thinking. God lays the unbearable on you and then takes some back.