Quotes About Recovery

I was a functional addict.

It was a book about the French Revolution, and she was soon lost in a harrowing picture of the prisoners in the Bastille—men who had spent so many years in dungeons that when they were dragged out by those who rescued them, their long, gray hair and beards almost hid their faces, and they had forgotten that an outside world existed at all, and were like beings in a dream.

shall get well! I shall get well!" he cried out. "Mary! Dickon! I shall get well! And I shall live forever and ever and ever!

I shall get well! I shall get well!" he cried out. "Mary! Dickon! I shall get well! And I shall live forever and ever and ever!

She had been a smart, lovely, laughing and lovable thing, full of pleasure in the world, and now she was so stricken and devastated that she seemed set apart in an awful lonely world of her own.

The first thing we agreed upon was that the first ingredient of relapse is the cold-water shock of success.

I was staring to learn how to forget the things that made me sad. It was like a charm you followed step-by-step, collecting and blending the ingredients, placing everything in its proper place, reciting the incantation. It was the magic of forgetting.

Think about the word destroy. Do you know what it is? De-story. Destroy. Destory. You see. And restore. That's re-story. Do you know that only two things have been proven to help survivors of the Holocaust? Massage is one. Telling their story is another. Being touched and touching. Telling your story is touching. It sets you free.

I thought he had taken my soul, said Rev. I thought he took mine, too. But no one can. It's just been sleeping.

I was starting to learn how to forget the things that made me sad. It was like a charm you followed step-by-step, collecting and blending the ingredients, placing everything in its proper place. It was the magic of forgetting.

When people try to take their own lives, they often don't want to be brought back. When you catch them in time, as is this case, they have a second chance. But they have to want that chance. You see Mrs. Whitman, I have no idea why your daughter did this to herself, but she seems to have no will to live.

Little by little we surfaced from the dark gluey depths of that summer, bobbing into the blinding light we had to relearn how to breathe

Though fallen low God raised her up

Some wounds broke open and had to be stitched closed with patience and prayer.

If I run I may fall down and break myself. But could you not be mended? asked the girl. Oh yes; but one is never so pretty after being mended, you know.

What do you want to do with me? she asked. You had an unpleasant tumble. He nodded toward the unfamiliar creatures. My Ganmede friends and I are nursing you back to health, that's all. By drugging me? (Molly and Arch)

The scars of war are not always visible.

Insanity is something like drowning,' said Sparrow. 'You go under; you flounder without direction;

Something precious was taken from us and the compensations were inadequate.

Just one violation may cost you not only money but a lot of time to rebuild what you had in the past.

After a storm ,there will be a rainbow.

In the first two weeks his parents could not bring themselves to visit him

I fully support the goal of species protection and conservation and believe that recovery and ultimately delisting of species should be the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service's top priority under ESA.

There were a number of books about Bill Wilson, and by him, but a lot of the basic biographical tasks had not been done.