The wound is the place where the Light enters you.
Words! What power they hold. Once they have rooted in your psyche, it is difficult to escape them. Words can shape the future of a child and destroy the existence of an adult.Words are powerful. Be ca...
Why is it so tough to forget pain and tougher to remember happiness.We treasure our scars but forget to live on our smiles.
It was that Moment when your fingers touched my skin for the first time I realised, how the fire can heal scars.
One should show one's scars, not hide them.
wordslike mysterious mermaids come and live permanentlyin the soft sweepsand scars of my skin.
She wore her scarsas her best attire.A stunning dressmade of hellfire.
And she called him a stranger. Whose name still echoed in her mind like a war cry. Who had seen each bit of her naked soul and knew how scarred her soul is. Whose reflection still stood, smiling at he...
We live with the scars we choose.
The human race tends to remember the abuses to which it has been subjected rather than the endearments. What's left of kisses? Wounds, however, leave scars.
Contrary to what we may have been taught to think, unnecessary and unchosen suffering wounds us but need not scar us for life. It does mark us. What we allow the mark of our suffering to become is in...
You are the stories and incidents that you never tell to anyone. You are the thoughts that you get while standing under theshower. You are those memories that won't lets you sleep at night peacefully....
Some people see scars, and it is wounding they remember. To me they are proof of the fact that there is healing.
The scars and stains of racism are still deeply embedded in the American society.
Pain heals. Chicks dig scars. Glory lasts forever.
Everyone always wants to know how you can tell when it's true love, and the answer is this: when the pain doesn't fade and the scars don't heal, and it's too damned late.
Scars we have today are the constant reminder of our past. They are our auto energizer in our journey toward the future. No need to fear the scars.
UnsightlyIf I strip my heart naked, you'll see all the unsightly scars, I'm afraid.
Who was it that hurt you, stole the light out of your eyes? Cut a hole in your heart and let the love drain dry? Who was so damn careless, to leave you with such scars? Where will you find healing? Ri...
I want to leave a mark.But Van Houten: The marks humans leave are too often scars.