Quotes About Healing

Failure has to be illuminating: an instruction manual written in scar tissue.

Grief is like a cut in a strange place. You never know when you're going to bump into it, make it hurt again.

Healing, recovering, from a death is also a form of estrangement, a further loss.

The best physician is also a philosopher

Lee replied: Tell your friends it is unworthy of them as women, especially Christian women, to cherish feelings of resentment against the North. Tell them that it grieves me inexpressibly to know that such a state of thing exists, and that I implore them to do their part to heal our country's wounds.

Study nothing except in the knowledge that you already knew it. Worship nothing except in adoration of your true self. And fear nothing except in the certainty that you are your enemy's begetter and its only hope of healing.

There was pain without hope of healing. There was life that refused to end, long after the mind had begged the body to cease. And worst, there were dreams come true.

You're damned if you can't forgive, Jude.

Remember, Lucius, that everything you learn is already a part of you, even to the Godhead Itself. Study nothing except in the knowledge that you already knew it. Worship nothing except in adoration of your true self. And fear nothing--there the Maestro stopped and shuddered, as though he had a presentiment--fear nothing except in the certainty that you are your enemy's begetter and its only hope of healing. For everything that does evil is in pain. Will you remember those things?

Her mother had always said that women, being more at peace with themselves than men, needed fewer distractions from their hurts.

Lori had broken that spell of despair, coming to him not begging but demanding he forgive himself.

And Quaid knew, meeting the clown's vacant stare through an air turned bloody, that there was worse in the world than dread. Worse than death itself. There was pain without hope of healing. There was life that refused to end, long after the mind had begged the body to cease. And worst, there were dreams come true.

I dream of broken hearts tonight, And one of them is mine. It will not mend with sympathy, It won't be healed by wine. The only balm I can concieve To put the hurt to right, Would be, my sweat, of you Were not to live beyond tonight.

but she felt as though whatever she'd been given in the Devil's Country it was affecting her mind, not her body, and it was not doing anything remotely healing. Quite the reverse.

The stench of disinfectant could not entirely mask the odor of human pain.

Forgive yourself,' Boone said. 'I did.

does a lost soul help lost souls?

But if it failed to show itself she would not grieve too deeply, for fear that the mending of broken hearts be a puzzle neither wit nor time had the skill to solve.

She doesn't speak, and I say nothing more. We just stare at each other, letting the tears roll down our cheeks. That's what tears are for, after all. A way for the soul to bleed.

That's what tears are for, after all. A way for the soul to bleed. Pg. 109

It's so curious: one can resist tears and 'behave' very well in the hardest hours of grief. But then someone makes you a friendly sign behind a window, or one notices that a flower that was in bud only yesterday has suddenly blossomed, or a letter slips from a drawer... and everything collapses.

I love life and I want to live, to cry but cannot—I feel such a pain in my soul—a pain which frightens me. My soul is ill. My soul, not my mind. The doctors do not understand my illness.... Everybody who reads these lines will suffer.... My body is not ill, it is my soul that is ill.

How to undo slavery's injury to the mental faculties–so many freed men continued to be enslaved by the horrors they'd endured.

She wondered where he escaped from, how bad it was, and how far he traveled before he put it behind him.