Scars Quotes Mga Nobela at Kwento

Ethan ran his hand through his hair frustratedly, “Lisa that shouldn't do anything to us,I love you I assure you I will never allow you to ever get hurt again” Scar stared at him in disbelief, “Do you know what you are asking of me,to forget everything come back even if I were a robot and could somehow erase my memory,what about the scars hmmm” She asked moving closer to him. “What about the scars” She yelled,the pain in her heart was greater than the one in her body. “Lisa I told you I don't care about the scars I love you,I don't even see it,you are God damn gorgeous,I see you for you,and everyone does also,we are all solidly behind you”

Scars turned his eyes in her direction. “Those scars… they represent your courage and selflessness for running into flames without a second of thought about yourself. They represent you facing down your own terror of fire, and not just facing it down, but kicking it smack in the balls, like the warrior that you are. But most of all, they represent my daughter, my sweet, amazing girl who is still with me, who will come home with me, because of you.” Her voice thickened, and her eyes stung with tears. “They represent her, so trust me when I say that your scars will never be anything but beautiful to me. I’m promising you, Scars – that’s all I’ll see and think when I look at them. Your actions

I SURVIVED Don't ever be ashamed of the scars life has left you with. A scars mean a hurt is over and the wound is close. It means you conquered the pain , learned a lesson, grew stronger and move forward. A scar is a tattoo of triumph to be proud of . Don't allow your scars to hold you hostage. Don't allow them to make you live your life in fear. You can't make scars in your life disappear , but you can change the way you see them. You can start seeing your scars as a. Sign of strength and not of pain. ---

, I came out of my car and I wasn’t surprised when Scarlett came out wearing a long face. “You bitch!” She said as she walked towards me. “Can we do this later, I got work. Thank you” I said dryly and made to enter my car but she was fast to touch me by my hand. I quickly removed her hand from my body like it was a plague and looked at her angrily. “Never in your life, I repeat, never touch me with that hand you uses to give my dad a hand job” Scarlett looked pretty embarrassed as I said that but she was quick to cover it up with a scoff.

I was caught in a strange kind of madness, unable to escape. “Your scar is a sign of your past, just like mine,” he whispered. “But it's not a sign of weakness. It's a reminder of what you've been through, and how you've come out stronger on the other side. Never be ashamed of your scars - they make you who you are.” Finally, he brought his face to mine and I could see the dark, intense passion that flickered across them as he stared at me.

I told him and he blinked at me once, trying to figure me out. “The scars don't make you ugly. It made you stronger. It's… a part of you that you probably wouldn't want to lose…” I trailed off when he scoffed. “You don't know that” “Oh, I do. I know that you would have gotten rid of this long ago if you wanted to. You left it this long till it became like this, almost irreversible” I pointed and I watched his throat work up slowly. “I…” “Tell me, Scarface. Do you really not know that you're gorgeous even with the scar or are you just trying to make me say it bluntly?” I asked and he literally choked on his breath.

“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

“No… I didn’t even know I could heal someone else until today. I never thought about using it on myself.” Joshua leaned forward a bit. “Wouldn’t it be worth trying, though? If you can do it, that scar could fade. Just like that.” I looked down at my lap, my hands clenched together. “I don’t know if it’ll work,” I said quietly. “Scars are… different. They’re not open wounds. They’re old pain.” “But pain is still pain, isn’t it?” Jasmine added gently. Thania reached across the table, placing her hand over mine. “It won’t hurt to try. And if it doesn’t work, we’ll still love you just the same. You’re beautiful with or without it, Violeta.”

"Can we just go back? I told you, it will heal in time!" "Nothing heals in time. Not even scars."

He is a living deity of beauty. “Your scars will never scare me. I have scars too, and all the scars have a story to tell the world, and all I want to know is yours.” He said it, and I was shocked. Now I am seeing the darkness behind the beauty I was seeing earlier. His body was well built but covered with scars. What!!