My scars remind me that I did indeed survive my deepest wounds. That in itself is an accomplishment. And they bring to mind something else, too. They remind me that the damage life has inflicted...

The unwounded life bears no resemblance to the Rabbi.

I was overpowered by the mere sensation of that dream and it alone survived in my sorely wounded heart.

The lessons of life amount not to wisdom, but to scar tissue and callus.

The positive energy and love we give to others, heals our own wounds.

You cannot disown what is yours. Flung out, there is always the return, the reckoning, the revenge, perhaps the reconciliation. There is always the return. And the wound will take you there.

Some wounds never heal; they just stop bleeding

Time heals all wounds. Il tempo guarisce tutti i mali. It’s been said time and time again, but what they don’t talk about are the jagged scars left behind. What they don’t tell you is...

Turn your wounds into wisdom.

THAT crazed girl improvising her music.Her poetry, dancing upon the shore,Her soul in division from itselfClimbing, falling She knew not where,Hiding amid the cargo of a steamship,Her knee-cap broken, that girl I declareA beautiful lofty...

Free your grudges and heal your wounds.

We carry our wounds and perhaps even worse, our capacity to wound, forward with us. If we learn not only to tell our stories but to listen to what our stories tell us … we...

Wounds heal. Scars fade. Awful memories can be overwritten with better ones if given the chance. The little imperfections of our psyches become overshadowed by the people whose love we cherish because they cherish us...

… in time, the pain from a phisical beating would recede, heal, and scar, but wounds inflicted to the heart left scars that never stopped hurting

A beadlet dribbles down her cheek to wake a wet remembrance where the insincere took hold to empty forth her wounded heart.

The deepest wounds aren’t the ones we get from other people hurting us. They are the wounds we give ourselves when we hurt other people.

Our deepest wounds surround our greatest gifts.

Forgetting about our mistakes and our wounds isn’t enough to make them disappear.

They say let he who is without sin cast the first stone. And to be without sin requires absolute forgiveness. But when your memories are freshly opened wounds, forgiveness is the most unnatural of human...

Lumani had never managed a failed delivery because, in the end, no matter how skilled or how hard they fought back, pressure applied in the right places caused even the strongest men to fracture.But this...

You can’t heal a wound by saying it’s not there!” (Jeremiah 6:14 TLB)We (Beth and Sherrie) have found that in the places that hurt the most, God brings a promise from the Bible to our...

…let us consider the holes in our own bodies and into what these congenital wounds open. Under the skin of man is a wondrous jungle where veins like lush tropical growths hang along over-ripe organs...

the sapphire depthof my own love…startlesand warmsand wounds my soul.

Stronger than lover’s love is lover’s hate. Incurable, in each, the wounds they make.

It occurs to me that if I don’t sort myself out soon I will die of meaninglessness. That is the price of avoiding the things I find troubling.

The dog leash was still tied tight around the oak tree in the back, stretched worn and limp across the green grass as if trying to escape to freedom; and he buried his wife without...

A big slice of the strange, a zap to the synaptic net, the shock of unending Otherness moistened with meaning, special stinks, grace notes, blaring daylight that illuminated without instructing. A marathon that addicted.To wake...

…for I am the Lord, who heals you.” (from Under His Wings: Healing Truth for Adoptees of All Ages)

Time heals all wounds. But not this one. Not yet.

to be a poet meansto live with a permanent wound forever susceptibleto either the shade of the skyor someone’s eyes.

He is a true casualty of battle. There’s not a physical scar, but look at the man’s heart, and his head, and there are scars galore.

…the wounds of the past and the scars of the present don’t disfigure me in your eyes – because you know the price I pay for loving you …

If you keep picking at that scab on your heart, it won’t heal.

One day the world will be so badly wounded that those who try to repair it will only be called “close-minded.

But I’ll tell you more about that later… or maybe I won’t, because some wounds just don’t heal even if you talk them out. On the contrary, the more you dress them up in words,...

Nothing supernatural has ever harmed me. My wounds and losses have all be at the hands of human beings…

Children show scars like medals. Lovers use them as a secrets to reveal. A scar is what happens when the word is made flesh.

Be grateful for every scar life inflicts on you. Where we’re unhurt is where we are false. Where we are wounded and healed is where our real self gets to show itself. That’s where you...

It’s a long life, sweetheart, and time heals all wounds.

There’s some wounds that run too deep to be seen. They’re the most dangerous.

An unceasingly grateful life can easily heal from the wounds of hurt and setback. It can also easily shed resentment, hate, and bitterness…

Every pain, addiction, anguish, longing, depression, anger or fearis an orphaned part of usseeking joy, some disowned shadow wanting to returnto the lightand homeof ourselves.

Our wounds can so easily turn us into people we don’t want to be, and we hardly see it happening. Protect your heart, love yourself, and be with people who love and care for you.

God has hewn out a hidden path more glorious, tantalizing and adventuresome than the path trod by most, and it is a path seen only through the eyes of our wounds, felt solely through the...

I want you to learn that if you don’t keep picking at old wounds, over time they will eventually heal. Oh sure, sometimes they will leave a nasty, jagged scar, but at least it won’t...

Temporary, but excruciating, pain is the price of healing.

De tijd heelt alle wonden.”De tijd maakt nieuwe wonden en haalt oude wonden open.

Time is a double-edged sword: while it might heal all wounds; it also kills all the healed.

Is this the part where you start tearing off strips of your shirt to bind my wounds?””If you wanted me to rip my clothes off, you should have just asked.

Time wounds all heels.