Quotes About Recovery

Time hath often cured the wound which reason failed to heal.

Strokes are preventable and treatable. Prompt treatment of patients experiencing stroke saves lives and reduces disability.

I don't regret the decision to retire. My body was losing its edge. I was taking longer to recover from injuries. You have to get out at some point.

Tears and grief are good for reflection, moving on is still the best solution.

I know for an absolute honest-to-goodness fact that life can kick you to pieces, break you into a thousand little shards, and that you can get up again and mend yourself. I promise.

When I came out of anesthesia, I wanted two things: my husband and my dog. They wouldn't let the dog in the recovery room.

But when a cut is deep, it's still just flesh beneath.

We need never to be hopeless, because we can never be irreparably broken.

Scars can actually be proof of a healing wound.

Scars are not signs of weakness, they are signs of survival and endurance.

Time heals all wounds. Unless they're infected. Like gangrene. That shit'll kill you.

It's always amazing how when we're sure we've lost something for good, it winds up finding us.

"Broken does not mean non-functioning, or incapacitated, it does however mean ready for repair.

It's not the fall but the impact...

Sometimes those we love break us to bind us whole within the transition.

You are strong enough to sing as you wish, not as your pain has forced to. You aren't your hurt. You're other than that. You are not the broken things you've been.

You are strong enough to sing as you wish, not as your pain has forced you to. You aren't your hurt. You're other than that. You are not the broken things you've been.

Murder me with bombs you poor lonely sod I will only build myself again and stronger. I am too stupid to know better I am a woman built on the wreckage of myself.

Let Ian laugh. Let him believe pain will ruin me. I know better. I've already been ruined once, and I know how to rise from the ashes. I know how to find my broken pieces.

I'm not sure what happened to me over the last few days. I lost myself, I think. I sank down into a hole for a while. They're tricky things, holes. You don't know you're in one until you get out.

We can honor our emotions after any traumatic event by moving through the experience centered in the heart with the goal of reaching the light on the other side.

As long as you're still alive, you always have the chance to start again.

Exhale the remnants/Of wounds that steal your freedom./No more prisons. Breathe.

Pot saved me from Scientology.