#wound

Well, I always say that the two things I was most disastrous at in my life, being a teenager and being a wife, were the two things I really wound up cashing in on when I was writing fluffy magazine pieces. ↗

— Ann Patchett

#being #being a teenager #disastrous #fluffy #i

The beauty that emerges from woundedness is a beauty infused with feeling; a beauty different from the beauty of landscape and the cold perfect form. This is a beauty that has suffered its way through the ache of desolation until the words or music emerged to equal the hunger and desperation at its heart. It must also be said that not all woundedness succeeds in finding its way through to beauty of form. Most woundedness remains hidden, lost inside forgotten silence. Indeed, in every life there is some wound that continues to weep secretly, even after years of attempted healing. Where woundedness can be refined into beauty a wonderful transfiguration takes place. ↗

— John O'Donohue

#transfiguration #woundedness #beauty

I’d have much rather gotten dragged into someone else’s fight than face what was waiting for me. Other people’s emotional pain, no matter how painful, is so much less painful than your own. ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#dreams

When on an emotional roller-coaster, take the leap of faith ... ↗

— Stephen Richards

#emotional-wounds #emotionally-scared #emotions #emotions-love #mind-power

Cutting pain was a different flavor of hurt. It made it easier not to think about having my body and my family and my life stolen, made it easier not to care... -Wintergirls ↗

— Laurie Halse Anderson

#emotional-wounds #family

Lumani had never managed a failed delivery because, in the end, no matter how skilled or how hard they fought back, pressure applied in the right places caused even the strongest men to fracture. But this one? He'd watched her. Studied her. Observed what maybe even Uncle, the reader of people, had missed. This one was already fractured, and the lines between her broken pieces were not fissures but scar material stronger than whatever had once filled those spaces. ↗

— Taylor Stevens

#damaged #fight-back #fissure #fracture #healing

The wounded recognized the wounded. ↗

— Nora Roberts

#wounded #abuse

My first car, I got it in an auction at my temple. It was an '86 Volvo that I got for 500 bucks, and then wound up throwing $10,000 into the stereo system and put TVs in the foot rests. It was the most ridiculous Volvo you'd ever seen, but I had never had money before and I was out of my mind. ↗

— Shia LaBeouf

#before #bucks #car #ever #first

My inner child is not wounded. ↗

— Shannen Doherty

#inner #inner child #wounded

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