Marcus Tullius Cicero Quotes

Funny how internal scars never healed. They were the souvenirs of the past.

A mental stain can neither be blotted out by the passage of time nor washed away by any waters.

Hatred, I think, is an organism that penetrates our skin in a mythic fashion and does not leave.

We're all damaged somehow."-A Great and Terrible Beauty

A wound in a young heart is like a wound in a young tree. It does not grow out. It grows in.

Loss of empathy might well be the most enduring and deep-cutting scar of all, the silent blade of an unseen emey, tearing at our hearts and stealing more than our strength- Drizzt Do'Urden

What deep wounds ever closed without a scar?

What deep wounds ever closed without a scar? The hearts bleed longest, and heals but to wear That which disfigures it.

Moral wounds have this peculiarity - they may be hidden, but they never close; always painful, always ready to bleed when touched, they remain fresh and open in the heart.

The maimed bodies aren't the worst. That's the easy way to hate war. The safe way. I - hate it just as much for the maimed souls that stay at home.

The human race tends to remember the abuses to which it has been subjected rather than the endearments. What's left of kisses? Wounds, however, leave scars.

There are accounts that, if we open our hearts to them, will cut us too deeply.

No one is now what they were before the war. There’s just no getting any of it back.

People always remember the worst day of their lifes. It becomes a part of them forever.

The scars left from the child's defeat in the fight against irrational authority are to be found at the bottom of every neurosis.

According to Madam Pomfrey, thoughts could leave deeper scars than almost anything else.

In a healthy individual, a broken bone that has healed properly is strongest where it was once broken. You have not lost any life, Henry told himself. You will still get your fair share of years. Yet the quality of his life changed. Once you've been struck by violence, you acquire companions that never leave you entirely: Suspicion, Fear, Anxiety, Despair, Joylessness. The natural smile is taken from you and the natural pleasures you once enjoyed lose their appeal.

A decade of cutting away dead flesh, cauterizing old scars ripped open over and over and still it is not enough.

It's the emotional punches that you can't see that are just overwhelmingly devastating to your heart - your moral fiber.

The slanders of the pen pierce to the heart; they rankle longest in the noblest spirits; they dwell ever present in the mind and render it morbidly sensitive to the most trifling collision.

And what about you-the rest of you-did you notice the scars you left behind? No. Probably not. Because most of them can't be seen with the naked eye.

Bitter words normally evaporate with the moisture of breath, after a quarrel. In order to become permanent, they require transcribers, reporters, complicit black hearts.

I never stopped believing in us and I never felt like I was wanting for anything, except for my father, and that was not going to be. I describe in the book [that] I don't think I ever felt young again in that way. I never felt I had my 15, 16, 17 kind of years the way I maybe should have. It's a huge dent in you that it's hard to knock out and make it all smooth again.

There are things that can harm a lot more than physically.

...Her entire life has been devoted to healing the deepest, most invasive unseeable scar that one can ever have.