A Quote by Melissa Marr

You're not weak at all. Wounded, but that's nothing to be ashamed of. — © Melissa Marr
You're not weak at all. Wounded, but that's nothing to be ashamed of.
People always say it's harder to heal a wounded heart than a wounded body. Bullshit. It's exactly the opposite—a wounded body takes much longer to heal. A wounded heart is nothing but ashes of memories. But the body is everything. The body is blood and veins and cells and nerves. A wounded body is when, after leaving a man you’ve lived with for three years, you curl up on your side of the bed as if there’s still somebody beside you. That is a wounded body: a body that feels connected to someone who is no longer there.
I think what's happening in the world - there's nothing more dangerous than a wounded beast, and the patriarchy is wounded.
I have nothing to be ashamed of. And I love to talk about the things that I am ashamed of.
Art can do much, but this maxim's most sure/A weak or wounded brain admits no cure.
A lot of women feel ashamed to be weak.
Why should I? I've done nothing to be ashamed of. I am not ashamed - I am only beaten
Don't be ashamed to need help. Like a soldier storming a wall, you have a mission to accomplish. And if you've been wounded and you need a comrade to pull you up? So what?
A wounded healer, I think, is a lot more powerful than a healer that has not been wounded. In 'Weaker Girl,' I was coming from a wounded healer's perspective.
I have since often observed, how incongruous and irrational the common temper of mankind is, especially of youth ... that they are not ashamed to sin, and yet are ashamed to repent; not ashamed of the action for which they ought justly to be esteemed fools, but are ashamed of the returning, which only can make them be esteemed wise men.
Keep everything simple, don't try anything crazy and all your strikes must be hard! NOTHING WEAK, no jabs or weak attacks.
The weak fear happiness itself. They can harm themselves on cotton wool. Sometimes they are wounded even by happiness
But as for me: I must ask the wounded man where he is hurt, because I cannot become the wounded man. The only wounded man I can be is me.
You ought to be ashamed of yourself, running around, not married, staying out all night. Ashamed!" "Ashamed!" my grandmother echoed. Good to know they still agreed on things after forty-three years of marriage.
True piety hath in it nothing weak, nothing sad, nothing constrained. It enlarges the heart; it is simple, free, and attractive.
Those who are ashamed of what they ought not to be ashamed; and are not ashamed of what they ought to be - such men, embracing erroneous views, enter the woeful path.
There's nothing wrong with using frozen and canned food. There's nothing in this series I'm ashamed of. It's the way I cook.
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