Quotes About Release

Our breathing is designed to help us release any tensions that have become so much a part of us that we no longer sense their presence.

I only ask to be free. The butterflies are free.

The sorrow which has no vent in tears may make other organs weep.

Tears are the safety-valve of the heart when too much pressure is laid on.

Invisible tears are the hardest to wipe away. Just let it out, my friend.

Guilt sticks like glue.

"I can forgive, but I cannot forget," is only another way of saying, "I will not forgive." A forgiveness ought to be like a cancelled note, torn in two and burned up, so that it never can be shown against the man.

Forgive. It doesn't erase their crime but why should you do the time. Let go of resentment.

Some secrets are fires so scorching, the only way to quench the burn is to tell someone.

My grief is like a magician's endless scarf — the more I let out the more there is.

The mind spells 'healing' L-E-T G-O.

You should embrace your freedom, my lady. Lay down your long burden. You belong to the world of the living. Return to it.

Truth grows even more powerful when it is suppressed, and that often it takes only one small crack to bring down the wall, to release it.

I want to catch words one day. I want to hold them then blow gently, watch them float right out of my hands.

If you can't get it, immediately forget it).

Only himself manacles man: concept and action are the gaolers of Fate—they imprison, being base; they're additionally the angels of Freedom—they release, being noble.

But action leaks the panic out of your head.

Nothing is more desirable than to be released from an affliction, but nothing is more frightening than to be divested of a crutch.

And I felt myself flow toward him, as a river rushes when the ice breaks up.

Some moments in a life, and they needn't be very long or seem very important, can make up for so much in that life; can redeem, justify, that pain, that bewilderment, with which one lives, and invest one with the courage not only to endure it, but to profit from it; some moments teach one the price of human connection: if one can live with one's own pain, then one respects the pain of others, and so, briefly, but transcendentally, we can release each other from pain.

If one can live with one's own pain then one respects the pain of others, and so, briefly, but transcendentally, we can release each other from pain.

They are, in effect, still trapped in a history which they do not understand; and until they understand it, they cannot be released from it.

And he suddenly takes the bag of tomatoes and smashes them against the nearest wall. Thank God the wall is blank, thank God it is now beginning to be dark. Thank God tomatoes spatter but do not ring.

Secrets never leave you in peace, however much you wish or pray.