Quotes About Recovery

Time heals all wounds. And if it doesn't, you name them something other than wounds and agree to let them stay.

La maladie, l'approche terrifiante de la mort lui ont appris qui il était, et savoir qui on est — Étienne dirait plutôt : où on est —, cela s'appelle être guéri de la névrose.

el horror absoluto, el pánico innombrable de un niño de cuatro años que recobra la conciencia en la negrura eterna.

As a former football player who has carried a football more than 4 000 times, trust me, I did not go into ballroom dancing with my body being 100 percent, with no aches or pains or ailments coming with me. When you're dancing, you're doing stuff that your body's not used to, and so you start to aggravate those old injuries.

exige objetivos ambientales realistas, con los pies en la tierra y un conocimiento de ese medio a través de la familia del paciente y en algunos casos de alguna persona cercana de su alrededor.

La enfermedad no es catástrofe sino danza de la que podrían estar ya surgiendo nuevas construcciones de la sensibilidad.»

Music became a healer for me.

Music became a healer for me, and I learned to listen with all my being. I found that it could wipe away all the emotions of fear and confusion relating to my family.

We must now turn to the idea of a systems collapse, a systemic failure with both a domino and multiplier effect, from which even such a globalized international, vibrant, intersocietal network as was present during the Late Bronze Age could not recover.

Postwar debts differed from prewar borrowing. New World borrowers spent nineteenth-century British loans on railroads and ranches, building the capacity to repay their lenders. Belligerent borrowers spent wartime American loans on shot and shell, destroying that capacity. Nations wounded in war borrowed more money to repay their debts, sometimes borrowing from America to pay other belligerents who in turn paid America.

I remembered a joke I'd once heard, that if you play a country song backward, you get back your girlfriend, your dog is no longer dead, and your brother is released from prison.

Korra slid from Naga's back and let her gaze drift over the once-magnificent arena. Several of its tall spires were charred. The gilded glass dome that had been the arena's crowning glory was shattered. The jagged iron girders that had formed the dome's skeleton stuck out from the roof at odd angles, the metal gnarled and twisted. Korra shivered as she took in the damage, and a cold feeling of foreboding crept over her.

part of her didn't want her wounds to be healed. Not yet. She wasn't ready. She still needed to kick against the hurt of her grief. The

You don't know about falling off cliffs, Prep­pie,' she said. 'You never fell off one in your god­damn life.' 'Yeah,' I said, re­cov­er­ing the power of speech. 'When I met you.

Time lost can never be recovered...and this should be written in flaming letters everywhere.

Sometimes life turns its back to people. A misfortune, a physical accident or a mental emergency can take them by surprise. Similar to the unexpected assault on Pearl Harbor and the Twin Towers in New York, which took a whole nation by surprise , the lives of individuals can be suddenly disrupted.

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But she could not think of any herb that would heal his broken heart.

All kits get fevers!" Sandpaw retorted. "With his thick fur, he'll recover in no time. That coat's going to be handy in leaf-bare, perfect for hunting in the snow. The prey'll never see him coming, and he'll be able to stay out twice as long as thin-pelts like Longtail!

It's never going to be the same," he muttered despondently. "Next newleaf, you'll see," Fireheart replied, trying to cheer him up. He hoped Graystripe was only referring to the damage caused by the fire, and not a sense that he could never recover his old place within the Clan. "Everything will grow back stronger than before.

A little pain can be useful, as it will help me judge how well she is healing. - Spottedleaf

He knew he had been unfair, but they had asked a question he wasn't ready to answer, a question so frightening that he couldn't begin to think what it might mean. What if Bluestar never recovered?

All battles leave deep wounds, whether you can see them or not. And wounds take time to heal. You know that, Dovewing. Don't give up hope.

Leafpool remembered how he had shown infinite patience with Brightheart after the she-cat had been attacked by the dogs, and needed to learn a whole