#wound

General Reynolds immediately found himself engaged with a force which greatly outnumbered his own, and had scarcely made his dispositions for the action when he fell, mortally wounded, at the head of his advance. ↗

— Edward Everett

#advance #dispositions #engaged #fell #force

Doing the right thing for someone else was like a tonic for me; it was like some magic ointment that made a wound disappear. ↗

— Susie Bright

#doing #doing the right thing #else #like #made

Unless I am both capable of and willing to reopen the wound every time I write a song, if I choose to not look inside myself to write music, I'm really not worth being called an artist at all. ↗

— Lady Gaga

#artist #being #both #called #capable

At the end. First start off and do your youth thing In Hollywood and then go to New York later. But it wound up being later, later than I thought it was going to be. ↗

— Delta Burke

#end #first #go #going #hollywood

Well, look at what people are doing for returned veterans now. The wounded warriors. They're working hard to make the wounded veterans feel that they are loved and welcomed home, unlike Vietnam. It was not a very kind, gentle world then. I think we are kinder and gentler. ↗

— Barbara Bush

#feel #gentle #gentler #hard #home

A stricken tree, a living thing, so beautiful, so dignified, so admirable in its potential longevity, is, next to man, perhaps the most touching of wounded objects. ↗

— Edna Ferber

#beautiful #dignified #living #living thing #longevity

Oblivion cures the old wounds. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#cures #dejan-stojanovic #literature #literature-quotes #oblivion

The tears we've cried, this love has died your by yourself here tonightIt' what we hide, with every lie, your by yourself, WE STITCH THESE WOUNDS!!! ↗

— the black veil brides

#love

A few days later, Tuesday quietly crossed our apartment as I read a book and, after a nudge against my arm, put his head on my lap. As always, I immediately checked my mental state, trying to assess what was wrong. I knew a change in my biorhythms had brought Tuesday over, because he was always monitoring me, but I couldn't figure out what it was. Breathing? Okay. Pulse? Normal. Was I glazed or distracted? Was I lost in Iraq? Was a dark period descending? I didn't think so, but I knew something must be wrong, and I was starting to worry...until I looked into Tuesday's eyes. They were staring at me softly from under those big eyebrows, and there was nothing in them but love. ↗

— Luis Carlos Montalván

#dog #dog-lover #dogs-loyalty #iraq #iraq-war

Without your wound where would your power be? It is your very remorse that makes your low voice tremble into the hearts of men. The very angels themselves cannot persuade the wretched and blundering children on earth as can one human being broken on the wheels of living. In love’s service only the wounded soldiers can serve. ↗

— Thorton Wilder

#love #suffering #woundedhealer #love