Ekaterina Gordeeva Quotes

Things heal. Bad stuff happens, but you go on. Life takes care of it.

Things get better--hurt less--over time. If you let them.

It's a long life, sweetheart, and time heals all wounds.

I'm fine," [her dad] said gently. "Back on the horse, Cath.' 'What's the horse?' she sighed, watching him pull on a South High hoodie. 'Jogging? Working too much?' 'Living,' he said, a little too loud. 'Life's the horse.

We've all fallen, but at the same time we're not broken. There is the hint that we are going to get up again.

People wrote me off, but I believed in myself. I got the confidence back, and it grew and grew. I won my first major and my last at the place that changed my life.

Whenever my body heals and the pain and all the swelling goes away is when I'll be ready.

I think I'm in the best place I've ever been in so many ways. I've just come out of five years of very difficult times for numerous reasons and yet at the same time it's lead to such growth. It's very exciting that way.

I've been on the floor and I've been heartbroken. I didn't know how I was going to stand up. But I just gave it time.

Nothing is impossible. Lassana Diarra did not play for France for five years and then returned.

We all try to forget what hurts us, it is sometimes the only way we can continue.

Such wounds to the heart will probably never heal. But we cannot simply sit and stare at our wounds forever.

Narrative is the beginning of recovery.

These tears do me good, they have watered the parched place; perhaps my heart will grow again there!

We're not broken, just bent, and we can learn to love again.

The damage was permanent; there would always be scars. But even the angriest scars faded over time until it was difficult to see them written on the skin at all, and the only thing that remained was the memory of how painful it had been.

I learned that what happened to me did not have to define who I was. My past could not control my future unless I allowed it to.

Funny how time heals. Like that bullet in my ribs. It's there, I know it's there, but I can barely feel it at all anymore.

One day at a time. You rise, you eat, you bathe, and you talk to the few people you can tolerate while feeling so wretched. Over time, it hurts a little less. Then a little less. And so on...Until one morning, you will awake and realize the pain is only a memory. It will always be with you, but it will eventually lack the power to cripple you.

I'm a survivor. But I'm also victim, too. Surviving has the connotation that you've been through it, you lived through it and that's wonderful - but a victim is what I was. "Survivor" is the more healing way to look at it.

Loss brings pain. Yes. But pain triggers memory. And memory is a kind of new birth, within each of us. And it is that new birth after long pain, that resurrection - in memory - that, to our surprise, perhaps, comforts us.

But when you are being physically and psychologically tortured, it is difficult to remove yourself from the pressingness of the moment at hand. Here's how I dealt with bullying: I cried, I hated myself, I hated my life. I didn't deal with it, I survived it, but I never dealt with it. So here are two tips from someone with lots of experience. 1: It's not about you, it has nothing to do with you, it's about the assholes doing it to you. 2: Your job is not to deal with it, your job is to survive it, which you CAN do because it WILL end. And then yes, it will get better.

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

The bad part is life continues. The good part is that the pain goes away.

I was down after divorce - I was all the way down. And I just felt like, "God, I gotta turn this around. I can't go down like this. I have to know that this is happening for a reason." And I knew that I had to turn to music.