Quotes About Healing

Pat told Gately that grim honesty and hopelessness were the only things you need to start recovering from Substance-addiction, but that without these qualities you were totally up the creek.

The truth will set you free, but not until it's done with you.' The

Here is how to take nonnarcotic muscle relaxants for the back spasms that come from thousands of serves to no one. Here is how to weep in bed trying to remember when your torn blue ankle didn't hurt every minute. This is the whirlpool, a friend.

Flesh decays; bone endures. Flesh forgets and forgives ancient injuries; bone heals, but it always remembers: a childhood fall, a barroom brawl; the smash of a pistol butt to the temple, the quick sting of a blade between the ribs. The bones capture such moments, preserve a record of them, and reveal them to anyone with eyes trained to see the rich visual record, to hear the faint whispers rising from the dead.

The Americans have found the healing of God in a variety of things, the most pleasant of which is probably automobile drives.

Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.

One fire burns out another's burning, One pain is lessen'd by another's anguish.

Your tale, sir, would cure deafness.

How poor are they that have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by degrees? Iago

It's easy for someone to joke about scars if they've never been cut.

One pain is lessened by another's anguish. ... Take thou some new infection to thy eye, And the rank poison of the old will die.

The grief that does not speak whispers the o'erfraught heart and bids it break.

Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas'd, Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, Raze out the written troubles of the brain, And with some sweet oblivious antidote Cleanse the stuff'd bosom of the perilous stuff Which weighs upon the heart? DOCTOR: Therein the patient Must minister to himself.

But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.

Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to Heaven.

Possiamo chiudere con il passato, ma il passato non chiude con noi.

Those wounds heal ill that men do give themselves.

This we prescribe, though no physician; Deep malice makes too deep incision; Forget, forgive; conclude and be agreed; Our doctors say this is no month to bleed.

A piece of work that will make sick men whole.

When shalt thou see thy wholesome days again?

But are not some whole that we must make sick?

Do as the heavens have done, forget your evil; With them forgive yourself.

Tráigame un cirujano, tengo herido el cerebro.

A leaner action rend us. What's amiss, May it be gently heard. When we debate Our trivial difference loud, we do commit Murther in healing wounds.