Best 123 quotes in «scar quotes» category

I live for a woman who scratches, just make sure to keep it on the back, baby, I dont like scars." ~Otto Carvalletti

I looked at my hand resting on the shelf of the prop cabinet, thinking of the scars that were there whether anyone could see them or not.

It could all be so simple, but you'd rather make it hard, loving you is like a battle, and we both end up with scars

I miss him like one might miss a scar, or wooden leg, something disfiguring but characteristic.

In a few breaths' time I will speak some sad words to you. But you must hear them the same way we have agreed to see scars now. Sad words are just another beauty.

I probably carry more scar tissue on my derrière than any other candidate-that's political scar tissue.

I notice faint scars on her wrists and forearms, thin lines too symmetrical to be accidents.

I shake my head, but I can’t change this. I can only bear the scars, as I have always done, as I ever do.

It is foolish to pretend that one is fully recovered from a disappointed passion. Such wounds always leave a scar.

My back is thick with scars for protesting my freedom.

I understand the lifelong scars born by women who are victims of assault and abuse.

Keeping score of old scores and scars, getting even and one-upping, always makes you less than you are.

like any Irish mother, I am scar tissue to the bone.

My back is so scar-tissued that you couldn't find a place to slip a knife.

I wear glasses, have a big scar, I sing loud, and I am blond. I'm sorry!

Memories are the height of poetry only when they are memories of happiness. When they graze wounds over which scars have formed they become an aching pain.

Never underestimate those who you scar.

One writes of scars healed, a loose parallel to the pathology of the skin, but there is no such thing in the life of an individual.

Of all the priceless objects left behind, this is what we rescue. These artifacts. Memory cues. Useless souvenirs. Nothing you could auction. The scars left from happiness.

Only fools pity survivors their scars and you should never kowtow to fools

Nothing sorts out memories from ordinary moments. It is only later that they claim remembrance, when they show their scars.

Our deepest, most painful wounds not only leave us with scars that we bear forever, but also, if we make our peace with them, leave us wiser, stronger, more sensitive than we otherwise would have been had we not been afflicted with them.

Our scars are a witness to the world. They are apart of our story. Healed wounds that are symbols that God has restored us.

Scars show toughness: that you've been through it, and you're still standing.

Scars crossed her welded wrists.

Perhaps we are in this world to search for love, find it and lose it, again and again. With each love, we are born anew, and with each love that ends we collect a new wound. I am covered with proud scars.

Scars are stories, history written on the body

Scar Tissue is the only book Ive ever written when Ive felt completely toxic, ill.

The Lord will not wish to count my trophies, but my scars.

The best scary movies have great humor in them and a great story.

Silk didn't care if it slid over scars or smooth, untouched skin. I'd earned my right to be paranoid.

Time may heal all wounds, but it does not erase the scars.

The scars will take me far, they always do.

The sudden disappointment of a hope leaves a scar which the ultimate fulfillment of that hope never entirely removes.

The troubles of the young are soon over; they leave no external mark. If you wound the tree in its youth the bark will quickly cover the gash; but when the tree is very old, peeling the bark off, and looking carefully, you will see the scar there still. All that is buried is not dead.

There is no shame in scars, Ismae.

With, or despite our scars, we stay alive.

We all have scars [...] Better by far for them to be worn on the outside.

We don't help people by showing them our trophies. We help them by showing them our scars.

But I know that for every good thing that comes along, there is always a cost.

But then I stopped allowing myself to dream, because it was more painful to long for things and never get them than to deal with whatever was in front of me. [...] I'm too old to hear confront nonsense anymore. Too old to believe that everything will be alright.

Discovery Cancels Emotional Scars

Eyes and ears are two. Lungs and kidneys, too. I wonder then why we're born with one heart that skips a beat when hay is here, and beats quickly when you are near. One heart that cracks when you are far, lie to me and leave a scar. I wonder then why we're born with one heart that gets broken. Was I supposed to find you then? So your heart would make one plus one is two for me and two for you.

Give it air & let the scar on your soul reveal itself, because, like the body, it too was made to heal itself.

Her gaze dropped to the right side of his mouth, to the corner of his lip that was permanently pulled into a slight snarl by the edge of the angry scar, and then to the other side of his mouth, to the sensuous curve of his lips. She raised her hand, reaching out to touch that perfect curl. She stilled, her hand hovering, as the sunlight glinted off the ruby ring on her finger. It was a pretty little ring, delicate and made for a woman. In any other circumstances she would've worn it with happiness. Here, though... Well it was almost a mark of possession, wasn't it? Iris inhaled and jerked her hand back before she made contact. This man might be her 'husband' now- courtesy of a series of terrible events and his own stubbornness, but he was still a stranger. A stranger she wasn't even sure she could entirely trust.

I can't tell if that was arrogant," Ruby muttered, "Or just... you know, honest." "The two aren't mutually exclusive.

If she's in pain now she doesn't show it; she just closes her eyes and surrenders, and that is worse than her screaming for help, somehow.

What deep wounds ever closed without a scar?

What I'm most interested in is not necessarily the wound, but the scar. Not how someone is wounded, but what the scar does later.

When we learn from experience, the scars of sin can lead us to restoration and a renewed intimacy with God.