Novel & Cerita Quotes About Emotional Scars

She has the right to cover all mirrors and wish that blindness will be granted to her, so that she does not see every day the horror of what she has been through for all these two centuries of her life. He looked up at her, smiling cunningly “These scars testify to your pride, your violence, and your warrior and fighting spirit. These scars are a source of pride for me, because every time I see them, I will remember how much you were able to withstand that damn devil, how brave you were, and stood by his path and not succumb to him.”

“Because it’s easier to wrap all that fear and guilt into one body and say, ‘See? It worked,’ than to sit with what they actually did and lost.” “But that’s not your burden to carry,” Lucian said. Kiren looked like he disagreed violently, but he didn’t open his mouth again. Perhaps self‑preservation wasn’t completely dead in him. Rin let out a breath that shook a little. “Somebody should put that on a wall,” she said. “Maybe then they’d stop petting my scar like it’s a charm.” Mara perked up. “I can carve something tasteful,” she offered. “Right over the main doors. ‘Rin Is Not Your Emotional Support Miracle.’”

"We have scars, Liam. And sometimes... they're going to ache. Sometimes, I'm going to look at you and remember the hotel room. Sometimes, you're going to look at me and remember the empty apartment." "And then what?" he asked, his voice low. "And then," she said, "we acknowledge it. We say, 'I'm hurting today.' Or 'I'm scared today.' And we don't try to fix it immediately. We just... let it be." "We honor the scars," Liam said. "Yes," she said. "Because they remind us that we survived." She wrote it down. 4. We don't forget. She put the pen down. She pushed the pad toward him.

"Oh no I am hideous, all the scars I have, such a terrible sight." "Your scars are beautiful." "Even the one across my face?" Prince Mangus asked. "Especially the one across your face." They smiled faintly to each other. "Scars are reminders of not what you have been through but you have overcome so you are just a wonder of a sight." "Wow, you are so nice, I guess it really was just me bringing out the hostility in you," he said and they chuckled. "I did say that," she said and they chuckled on.

she reveals. "I know, and it's okay. It's okay to be scared because fear keeps us alive. It's our only intelligent emotion," I murmur, shifting my body, so I sit beside her against the cold concrete wall. "I sometimes wonder why we need to have scars to see differently-… why can't we just learn, without feeling broken? You see, those scars are battle wounds. It means we go out and learn new things. It's impossible to learn without failing, but you grow stronger in exchange. Mentally and physically. You're going to fight every day, with yourself, creatures, the Gods. You're going to kill Father with your own hands and meet our Wolf-father. He's going to look deep into your eyes – that you sha

I asked, genuinely confused. A flicker passed through his eyes, something raw, vulnerable, before he reached up and traced his finger down the scar on his face. The gesture was almost intimate, as if he was reminding himself of the pain, of the battle he’d survived. "Just because you have a scar doesn’t mean you disgust me," I found myself saying before I could stop myself. "Each scar tells a story. Each scar means you survived an ordeal. They don’t make you weak—they make you stronger. I… speak from experience."

He looked away after saying that. “What do you mean?” I asked, moving closer towards him. He summoned his courage and looked up at me, “It’s because I do not deserve you. You do not deserve a man like me, a man with scars.” “It’s okay to have scars,” I replied with conviction. “In fact, I love men with scars. People that have been hurt are better lovers. Moreover, the fact that they have scars means they have healed.” “Really? If they’ve been healed, why doesn’t the scar disappear?” Kelvin asked. I looked into his eyes, burning for him,

“What’s on your mind, Jess?” I hesitated for a moment, then sighed. “It’s just… I noticed Vanessa has a scar on her thigh. I guess it made me think about how much she’s been through, and how much I still have to learn.” His expression softened, and he nodded in understanding. “Vanessa’s been through a lot, that’s true. But she’s stronger because of it. And you will be too, Jess. Scars don’t just mark where we’ve been hurt—they show how we’ve healed.”

“Well of course they are. They’re all weird and puckered and even if they fade they don’t completely go away. They’re always there. A constant reminder of how much life sucked. And I know under these casts I’ve got even more new scars. I don’t know how you can possibly still find me attractive. I’m going to look like a poorly stitched rag doll…” Scott put down his plate and pulled Rayan into his lap, cradling him close. “Rayan, I love you. Including all your scars. Each one tells the story of how strong you are. They’re proof that you’ve overcome all the horrible things life has thrown at you, and survived.” “But I didn’t have any major-life-stuff scars before this?” “Rayan… I know you don’t

Damien chuckled a bit. “Nobody cares about your scars, mate. With or without them, you are beautiful inside and out. Scars are not signs of weakness; instead, they are a sign that you survived something horrific. I don’t know what happened in the Midnight Pack, but I am sure you would have died, but here you are, alive with only scars to show what you went through,” he said, and I kept quiet.