A Quote by Mary Anne Radmacher

One service to need heals an ancient wound. — © Mary Anne Radmacher
One service to need heals an ancient wound.
To forgive heals the wound, to forget heals the scar.
A knife wound heals, but a tongue wound festers.
A wound in the soul, coming from the rending of the spiritual body, strange as it may seem, gradually closes like a physical wound. And once a deep wound heals over and the edges seem to have knit, a wound in the soul, like a physical wound, can be healed only by the force of life pushing up from inside. This was the way Natasha's wound healed. She thought her life was over. But suddenly her love for her mother showed her that the essence of life - love - was still alive in her. Love awoke, and life awoke.
Pride is a wound and vanity is the scab on it. One's life picks at the scab to open that wound again and again. Among men it seldom heals and often grows septic.
Belief is the wound that knowledge heals.
I tend to the wound so often, it never heals.
It is the use of creativity which heals the creative wound.
Who said that time heals all wounds? It would be better to say that time heals everything - except wounds. With time, the hurt of separation loses its real limits. With time, the desired body will soon disappear, and if the desiring body has already ceased to exist for the other, then what remains is a wound, disembodied.
Stab the body and it heals, but injure the heart and the wound lasts a lifetime.
Literary experience heals the wound, without undermining the privilege, of individuality.
A broken heart heals when we allow the healing to go as deep as the wound went
It is the loss of the feminine counterpart of God that causes the wound that never heals.
A soldier's longing to talk about his experiences of battle is a wound that never heals.
You know, the mind is a remarkable thing. Just because you can't see the wound doesn't mean it isn't hurting. It scars all the time, but it heals.
An unacknowledged trauma is like a wound that never heals over and may start to bleed again at any time.
I think you learn to live with the pain of miscarrying. The open wound heals and becomes a scar. Not as raw, but always there. A part of you- your heart.
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