Kate Seredy Quotes

There is no grief like the grief that does not speak.

I've suffered too much to hide my feelings.

Sorrow is so easy to express and yet so hard to tell.

There is no greater agony than carrying the burden of an untold story.

So in the dark we hide the heart that bleeds, And wait, and tend our agonizing seeds.

Have you ever been hurt and the place tries to heal a bit, and you just pull the scar off of it over and over again.

I almost died, secretly, behind closed doors.

Striving to tell his woes, words would not come; For light cares speak, when mighty griefs are dumb.

I have seen things in my life that have broken me in spirit.

Shattered legs may heal in time, but some betrayals fester and poison the soul.

It's [a miscarriage] all very thief-in-the-night. No one really knows what to say. You go into the emergency room, you think you're going to be a mum and you walk out empty. It's all neat and tidy, there's this potential being in your life and you're empty - all cleaned up and put back together, but completely shattered.

You could stab a knife right through my heart and you'd be too late.

Those griefs burn most which gall in secret.

There are those hearts, reader, that never mend again once they are broken. Or if they do mend, they heal themselves in a crooked and lopsided way, as if sewn together by a careless craftsman. Such was the fate of Chiaroscuro. His heart was broken. Picking up the spoon and placing it on his head, speaking of revenge, these things helped him to put his heart together again. But it was, alas, put together wrong.

She plays music to heal herself, but nothing can heal her brokenness.

somehow we have overlooked the fact this treasured called the heart can also be broken, has been broken, and now lies in pieces down under the surface. When it comes to habits we cannot quit or patterns we cannot stop, anger that flies out of nowhere, fears we cannot overcome, or weaknesses we hate to admit--much of what troubles us comes out of the broken places in our hearts crying out for relief. Jesus speaks as if we are all brokenhearted. We would do well to trust His perspective on this.

Sometimes it's like someone took a knife, baby, edgy and dull and cut a six inch valley through the middle of my soul.

Adam is crying and somewhere inside of me I am crying, too, because I'm feeling things at last. I'm feeling not just the physical pain, but all that I have lost, and it is profound and catastrophic and will leave a crater in me that nothing will ever fill.

I thought my heart had been wounded with the claws of a lion.

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

Do not wait for the healing to arrive. It will never come. The holes will never leave or be filled with anything at all. But holes are interesting things.

The wounds that cannot be seen are more painful than those that can be treated by a doctor.

Margo says, "I know what she's talking about. The something deeper and more secret. It's like cracks inside of you. Like there are these fault lines where things don't meet up right.

A wound will perhaps become tolerable with length of time; but wounds which are raw shudder at the touch of the hands.