Healing Quotes

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  1. The more ugly, older, more cantankerous, more ill and poorer I become, the more I try to make amends by making my colours more vibrant, more balanced and beaming.

  2. The only person who is a worse liar than a faith healer is his patient.

  3. The only way out of today's misery is for people to become worthy of each other's trust.

  4. Time will end all my troubles, but I don't always approve of Time's methods.

  5. I love people who make me laugh. I honestly think it's the thing I like most, to laugh. It cures a multitude of ills. It's probably the most important thing in a person.

  6. At some point in my life I'd honestly hoped love would rescue me from the cold, drafty castle I lived in. But at another point, much earlier I think, I'd quietly begun to hope for nothing at all in the way of love, so as not to be disappointed. It works. It gets to be a habit.

  7. Pain reaches the heart with electrical speed, but truth moves to the heart as slowly as a glacier.

  8. The rain Never falls upwards. When the wound Stops hurting What hurts is The scar.

  9. One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain.

  10. Holding a grudge does not hurt the person against whom the grudge is held, it hurts the one who holds it.

  11. The first day I can remember looking into a mirror and being able to stand what I saw was the day I had a guitar in my hand.

  12. Comedy is tragedy plus time.

  13. The ineffable joy of forgiving and being forgiven forms an ecstasy that might well arouse the envy of the gods.

  14. My problem was that I felt ashamed of feeling sad or angry. Now, I don't hide my vulnerability in my lyrics. There's no way I was going to get raped and not get something out of it. I learned about power and hope and forgiveness. I like who I am now and I wouldn't be who I am if that hadn't happened.

  15. Optimistic lies have such immense therapeutic value that a doctor who cannot tell them convincingly has mistaken his profession.

  16. When love grows diseased, the best thing we can do is to put it to a violent death. I cannot endure the torture of a lingering and consumptive passion.

  17. Darker grows the valley, more and more forgetting: So were it with me if forgetting could be willed. Tell the grassy hollow that holds the bubbling well-spring, Tell it to forget the source that keeps it filled.

  18. Natural heart's ivy, Patience masks Our ruins of wrecked past purpose.

  19. In God's wildness lies the hope of the world-the great fresh unblighted, unredeemed wilderness. The galling harness of civilization drops off, and wounds heal ere we are aware.

  20. Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul.

  21. Nature is always lovely, invincible, glad, whatever is done and suffered by her creatures. All scars she heals, whether in rocks or water or sky or hearts.

  22. Psychoanalysis is that mental illness for which it regards itself as therapy.

  23. To forgive is not to forget. The merit lies in loving in spite of the vivid knowledge that the one that must be loved is not a friend. There is no merit in loving an enemy when you forget him for a friend.

  24. I suppose the story of my life is a search for love, but more than that, I have been looking for a way to repair myself from the damages I suffered early on and to define my obligation, if I had any, to myself and my species.

  25. Families are about love overcoming emotional torture.

  26. Bitterness is like cancer. It eats upon the host. But anger is like fire. It burns it all clean.

  27. History, despite its wrenching pain, cannot be unlived, but if faced with courage, need not be lived again.

  28. I have found the paradox that if I love until it hurts, then there is no hurt, but only more love.

  29. She poured out the liquid music of her voice to quench the thirst of his spirit.

  30. In our nature, however, there is a provision, alike marvelous and merciful, 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.

  31. Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason.

  32. Suppressed grief suffocates, it rages within the breast, and is forced to multiply its strength.

  33. Time is generally the best doctor.

  34. Where the heart is full of kindness which seeks no injury to another, either in act or thought or wish, this full love creates an atmosphere of harmony, whose benign power touches with healing all who come within its influence. Peace in the heart radiates peace to other hearts, even more surely than contention breeds contention.

  35. Peace can be reached through meditation on the knowledge which dreams give. Peace can also be reached through concentration upon that which is dearest to the heart.

  36. Not the swart Pariah in some Indian grove, Lone, lean, and hunted by his brother's hate, Hath drunk so deep the cup of bitter fate As that poor wretch who cannot, cannot love: He bears a load which nothing can remove, A killing, withering weight.

  37. But tell me, this physician of whom you were just speaking, is he a moneymaker, an earner of fees, or a healer of the sick?

  38. When I stand before thee at the day's end, thou shalt see my scars and know that I had my wounds and also my healing.

  39. Put it out of your mind. In no time, it will be a forgotten memory.

  40. I forgot that love existed, troubled in my mind. Heartache after heartache, worried all the time. I forgot that love existed Then I saw the light Everyone around me make everything alright.

  41. Changing your ways, changing those surrounding you Changing your ways, more than any man can do Open your heart, show him the anger and pain, so you heal Maybe he's looking for his womanly side.

  42. This old familiar craving I've been here before, this way of behaving Don't know who the hell I'm saving anymore Let it pass let it go let it leave From the deepest place I grieve This time I believe And I let go ...

  43. L'amour est, comme la medecine, seulement l'art d'aider a la nature.

  44. This book is the account of a personal experience - so personal that for four years I could not bring myself to write it. It is different from anything else I have ever written. My er books have been factual, impersonal narratives of my expeditions and flights. This book, on the other hand, is the story of an experience which was in considerable part subjective. I very nearly died before it was over.

  45. Therapeutic Experiencing: The Process of Change (1986)

  46. What voice revisits me this night? What face To my heart's room returns? From the perpetual silence where the grace Of human sainthood burns Hastes he once more to harmonise and heal? I know not. Only I feel His influence undiminished And his life's work, in me and many, unfinished.

  47. The sign outside the shop said Apothecary, which meant that the shop was owned by a sort of early chemist, who would give you herbs and things until you got better or at least stopped getting any worse.

  48. Weathered faces lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.

  49. He probably did more to heal, or at least soothe troubled human spirits than all the psychiatrists in the world.

  50. Perhaps I am like Carrie Jensen, the sister of one of my hired men. She had never been out of the cornfields, and a few years ago she got despondent and said life was just the same thing over and over, and she didn't see the use of it. After she had tried to kill herself once or twice, her folks got worried and sent her over to Iowa to visit some relations. Ever since she's come back she's been perfectly cheerful, and she says she's contented to live and work in a world that's so big and interesting. She said that anything as big as the bridges over the Platte and the Missouri reconciled her. And it's what goes on in the world that reconciles me.

  51. And there the lion's ruddy eyes Shall flow with tears of gold, And pitying the tender cries, And walking round the fold, Saying: 'Wrath by his meekness, And by his health, sickness, Is driven away From our immortal day.'

  52. I have heard the pigeons of the Seven Woods Make their faint thunder, and the garden bees Hum in the lime-tree flowers; and put away The unavailing outcries and the old bitterness That empty the heart. I have forgot awhile Tara uprooted, and new commonness Upon the throne and crying about the streets And hanging its paper flowers from post to post, Because it is alone of all things happy. I am contented,for I know that Quiet Wanders laughing and eating her wild heart Among pigeons and bees, while that Great Archer, Who but awaits His house to shoot, still hands A cloudy quiver over Pairc-na-lee.

  53. My heart is broke, but I have some glue Help me inhale and mend it with you We'll float around, hang out on clouds then we'll come down and have a hangover

  54. It was the affection of Christ, not the brutality of a town, that healed Zacchaeus.

  55. Awakener, come! Fiing wide the gate of an eternal year, The April of that glad new heavens and earth Which shall grow out of these, as spring-tide grows Slow out of winter's breast. Let Thy wide hand Gather us all - with none left out (O God! Leave Thou out none!) from the east and from the west. Loose Thou our burdens: heal our sicknesses; Give us one heart, one tongue, one faith, one love. In Thy great Oneness made complete and strong - To do Thy work throughout the happy world - Thy world, All-merciful, Thy perfect world.

  56. Forgotten? No, we never do forget: We let the years go; wash them clean with tears, Leave them to bleach out in the open day, Or lock them careful by, like dead friends' clothes, Till we shall dare unfold them without pain, - But we forget not, never can forget.

  57. And a memory that can ease your pain Like a melody from Kurt Cobain.

  58. I wonder why we take from our women/Why we rape our women, do we hate our women?/I think it's time to kill for our women/Time to heal our women, be real to our women/And if we don't we'll have a race of babies/That will hate the ladies, that make the babies

  59. We have survived bitter divisions in our society. Reconciliation requires us to put aside our differences and forgive the injuries done to us just as justice is essential to that equation. Those who have done wrong and broken the law must be punished. There can be no setting to rights or settling of accounts without that element. Until that is done there will be no finality to our collective nightmare. Until we all accept that simple fact the sense of hurt and betrayal continue.

  60. He smiled at her, and she felt uncomfortable as she always did when he showed her affection as opposed to lust. Lust she expected from a man but not affection. The men in her life, her brothers and father, had not been affectionate; and lust would have been inappropriate, though she saw them direct that at other women, usually women of low rank, ripe to be used and cast aside

  61. I'd smile so much my face would crack in two Then you could fix it with your kissing glue I'd like that Yes, I'd like that

  62. Someday I will understand In God`s whole plan And what`s He`s done to me Oh but maybe Someday I will breathe And I`ll finally see See it all in my baby

  63. Reveal Thy presence, And let the vision and Thy beauty kill me, Behold the malady Of love is incurable Except in Thy presence and before Thy face. ~ 11

  64. Any unhappiness that they might harbor in their hearts was kept in check, buried under the hard work that marked the rhythms of their lives, and then dissolved in the moments when joy was bountiful and love unstinted

  65. Maybe I took the first step toward healing him

  66. His eyes cannot be closed except by his own weeping and his own trust

  67. What [he] felt for her was genuine, and not just for love of her perfect flesh. I know [him] truly, and I know that when he loved his bride it was not a queen he loved, but rather the girl as she might have been if she had not been destroyed in her childhood

  68. Embarrassing as it had been to break down like that in front of [her], he knew that it had been a good thing. A wall inside himself had been broken

  69. We're both damaged property, I guess Plenty of time for renovation

  70. I hoped for your company. For many conversations' she thought about it, but in the end she shook her head. 'It would be too:hard for me. This is too hard for me. Seeing you brings back another life. A time when I was another person maybe now and then. Every few years

  71. You know that you still love him No Ansset, your love was never slight. You gave without bar, and received without caution, and just because it brought pain doesn't mean that it is gone

  72. So what's one little kiss, one tiny little touch? Aah, he's wanting it so much I swear that this is royal blood, running through my skin Oh, can you see the state I'm in Kiss it better, kiss it better

  73. Take me away from all the pressure, and all the pain/Show me some happiness again, I'm goin blind

  74. And since we all came from a woman/Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman/I wonder why we take from our women/Why we rape our women, do we hate our women?/I think it's time to kill for our women/Time to heal our women, be real to our women

  75. I've got tears in my ears from lyin' on my back In my bed while I cry over you. And the tears in my ears, they're off the beaten track Since you said 'It's goodbye, we are through'.

  76. Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned.

  77. In calm retrospect we can appreciate better the disastrous effects of the poison of falsehood, whether officially, semi-officially, or privately manufactured. It has been rightly said that the injection of the poison of hatred into men's minds by means of falsehood is a greater evil in war-time than the actual loss of life. The defilement of the human soul is worse than the destruction of the human body. A fuller realization of this is essential.

  78. 'The hurt is still there. When my parents were alive it affected them just as much as it is affecting us today.'

  79. The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quiet, alone with the heavens, nature and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be and that God wishes to see people happy, amidst the simple beauty of nature. As long as this exists, and it certainly always will, I know that then there will always be comfort for every sorrow, whatever the circumstances may be. And I firmly believe that nature brings solace in all troubles.

  80. Es gibt nur eine Heilkraft, und das ist die Natur; in Salben und Pillen steckt keine. Hochstens konnen sie der Heilkraft der Natur einen Wink geben, wo etwas fur sie zu tun ist.

  81. I have laid sorrow to sleep; Love sleeps. She who oft made me weep Now weeps.

  82. Medicine considers the human body as to the means by which it is cured and by which it is driven away from health.

  83. Grief is the agony of an instant; the indulgence of Grief the blunder of a life.

  84. Love may forgive all infirmities and love still in spite of them: but Love cannot cease to will their removal.

  85. 'You have listened to fears, Child,' said Aslan. 'Come, let me breathe on you. Forget them. Are you brave again?'

  86. As I hide behind these books I read, while scribbling my poetry, like art could save a wretch like me.

  87. But I found in a song And in the people I love, They will lift me up out of darkness.

  88. Cripple crow say something for our grieving, where do we go once we start leaving. Well close that wound or else keep on bleeding and change your tune, it's got no meaning.

  89. For that mist may break when the sun is high And this soul forget its sorrow And the rose ray of the closing day May promise a brighter morrow.

  90. For valuing your own suffering sets on it the gold of a sun of pride. Suffering a lot can originate the illusion of being the Chosen of Pain.

  91. Les defauts de l'ame sont comme les blessures du corps: quelque soin qu'on prenne de les guerir, la cicatrice parait toujours, et elles sont a tout moment en danger de se rouvrir.

  92. En amour, celui qui est gueri le premier est toujours le mieux gueri.

  93. Little darling I feel that ice is slowly melting Little darling It seems like years since it's been clear Here comes the sun...

  94. Forgiveness is the giving, and so the receiving, of life.

  95. As I rejected amnesty, so I reject revenge. I ask all Americans who ever asked for goodness and mercy in their lives, who ever sought forgiveness for their trespasses, to join in rehabilitating all the casualties of the tragic conflict of the past.

  96. For millions of men and women, the church has been the hospital for the soul, the school for the mind and the safe depository for moral ideas.

  97. America needed recovery, not revenge. The hate had to be drained and the healing begun.

  98. My fellow Americans, our long national nightmare is over. Our Constitution works; our great Republic is a government of laws and not of men. Here the people rule. But there is a higher Power, by whatever name we honor Him, who ordains not only righteousness but love, not only justice but mercy. As we bind up the internal wounds of Watergate, more painful and more poisonous than those of foreign wars, let us restore the golden rule to our political process, and let brotherly love purge our hearts of suspicion and of hate.

  99. I have asked your help and your prayers, not only when I became President but many times since. The Constitution is the supreme law of our land and it governs our actions as citizens. Only the laws of God, which govern our consciences, are superior to it. As we are a nation under God, so I am sworn to uphold our laws with the help of God. And I have sought such guidance and searched my own conscience with special diligence to determine the right thing for me to do with respect to my predecessor in this place, Richard Nixon, and his loyal wife and family. Theirs is an American tragedy in which we all have played a part. It could go on and on and on, or someone must write 'The End' to it. I have concluded that only I can do that, and if I can, I must.

  100. For myself, and for our nation, I want to thank my predecessor for all he has done to heal our land.

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