Quotes About Recovery

Alcohol, for those addicted to it, is a kind of infatuation. It ends up displacing other relationships, becoming inseparable from your sense of who you are until a better, longer life no longer seems possible.

a capital patient, as she never died and never got well.

Suppose I broke away and left you, or made it impossible for you to stay. That I was base and false; in every way unworthy of your love, and it was clearly right for you to go, what would you do then?' 'Go away and --' He interrupted with a triumphant laugh, 'Die as heroines always do, tender slaves that they are.' 'No, live and forget you,' was the unexpected reply.

Now I am beginning to live a little and feel less like a sick oyster at low tide.

Beth seemed quite herself again, for at eighteen neither heads nor hearts ache long, and a loving word can medicine most ills.

But a bird sang blithely on a budding bough, close by, the snowdrops blossomed freshly at the window, and the spring sunshine streamed in like a benediction over the placid face upon the pillow, a face so full of painless peace that those who loved it best smiled through their tears, and thanked God that Beth was well at last.

Poor Hannah was the first to recover, and with unconscious wisdom she set all the rest a good example, for with her, work was panacea for most afflictions.

Laurie's heart wouldn't ache. The wound persisted in healing with a rapidity that astonished him, and instead of trying to forget, he found himself trying to remember.

Now, Laurie felt just then that his heart was entirely broken and the world a howling wilderness, but at the sound of certain words which the old gentleman artfully introduced into his closing sentence, the broken heart gave an unexpected leap, and a green oasis or two suddenly appeared in the howling wilderness.

Getting blown up happened in an instant; getting put together took the rest of your life.

I'd taken a pink eraser to my childhood and blurred the pain.

Those are the only things which really seem to do him any good.

In Heaven's name, don't make this letter public, since, were you to do so, I fear my brethren of the Methodist Church might fear I had so far fallen from grace as to leave no hope of recovery.

Junior was making progress after his breakdown but was still weak;

He could not immediately regain his balance.

Rockefeller's passion for golf was linked to his medical problems of the 1890s, which turned him into a fitness buff.

Within two week's time, he saved several trust companies and a leading brokerage house, bailed out New York City, and rescued the Stock Exchange.

You've got scars, you're beat up, you're a different person, but you're through it.

all the while remembering what it had felt like when the world you knew had up and vanished, and you needed to find something to bring that world back, and you weren't sure that you could.

Getting shot hurts. Still my fear was growing because no matter how hard I tried to breath it seemed I was getting less & less air. I focused on that tiled ceiling and prayed. But I realized I couldn't ask for Gods help while at the same time I felt hatred for the mixed up young man who had shot me. Isn't that the meaning of the lost sheep? We are all Gods children & therefore equally beloved by him. I began to pray for his soul and that he would find his way back to the fold.

Just think how happy you'd be if you lost everything you have right now & then got it back.

Porque suele suceder que lo que nos daña también puede curarnos.

Je supportais ma peine comme on traverse un champ de mines : quand je pensais à autre chose, ma vie était normale, presque heureuse. Mais, de temps en temps, quelque chose me rappelait M., c'est-à-dire que je posais sans le vouloir le pied sur une mine et la déflagration me broyait les tripes pendant quelque temps.

It has been said that time heals all wounds, I don't agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue, and the pain lessens, but is never gone.