#scar

Now I'm seen by more people in one episode than I was in 20 years of theatre and movies. It's gratifying to have an impact on 25 million people a night, but I can say goodbye to my lunch-pail life as a working actor. I'm scared I might be a celebrity. ↗

— William Petersen

#celebrity #episode #goodbye #gratifying #i

It has been said, 'time heals all wounds.' I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone. ↗

— Rose Kennedy

#pain #remembrance #scars #time #time

If a mother is mourning not for what she has lost but for what her dead child has lost, it is a comfort to believe that the child has not lost the end for which it was created. And it is a comfort to believe that she herself, in losing her chief or only natural happiness, has not lost a greater thing, that she may still hope to "glorify God and enjoy Him forever." A comfort to the God-aimed, eternal spirit within her. But not to her motherhood. The specifically maternal happiness must be written off. Never, in any place or time, will she have her son on her knees, or bathe him, or tell him a story, or plan for his future, or see her grandchild. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#death #grief #grieving #loss #miscarriage

It's so hard to forget pain, but it's even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace. ↗

— Chuck Palahniuk

#pain #peace #scar #sweetness #remember

The wound is the place where the Light enters you. ↗

— Rumi

#healing #scars #suffering #broken

Oh, my sweet summer child," Old Nan said quietly, "what do you know of fear? Fear is for the winter, my little lord, when the snows fall a hundred feet deep and the ice wind comes howling out of the north. Fear is for the long night, when the sun hides its face for years at a time, and little children are born and live and die all in darkness while the direwolves grow gaunt and hungry, and the white walkers move through the woods ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#foreboding #scary #children

Well, my dear, take heart. Some day, I will kiss you and you will like it. But not now, so I beg you not to be too impatient. ↗

— Margaret Mitchell

#heart

In a perverse way, I was glad for the stitches, glad it would show, that there would be scars. What was the point in just being hurt on the inside? It should bloody well show. ↗

— Janet Fitch

#white-oleander #hurt

Poor Aubrey: I hope he will get all right. He brought a strangely new personality to English art, and was a master in his way of fantastic grace, and the charm of the unreal. His muse had moods of terrible laughter. Behind his grotesques there seemed to lurk some curious philosophy… ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#oscar-wilde #art

She...can talk brillantly upon any subject provided she knows nothing about it. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#oscar-wilde #insult