From every wound there is a scar, and every scar tells a story. A story that says, "I survived."
It has been said, 'time heals all wounds.' I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone.
Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.
The soldier, above all other people, prays for peace, for he must suffer and bear the deepest wounds and scars of war.
A scar is never ugly. That is what the scar makers want us to think. A scar does not form on the dying. A scar means, I survived.
I'm grateful for every scar, some pages turned, some bridges burned, but there were lessons learned
My scars remind me that I did indeed survive my deepest wounds. That in itself is an accomplishment. And they bring to mind something else, too. They remind me that the damage life has inflicted on me has, in many places, left me stronger and more resilient. What hurt me in the past has actually made me better equipped to face the present.
I think scars are like battle wounds - beautiful, in a way. They show what you've been through and how strong you are for coming out of it.
There is something beautiful about all scars of whatever nature. A scar means the hurt is over, the wound is closed and healed, done with.
Turn your scars into stars.
What doesn't kill you is gonna leave a scar.
Some people see scars, and it is wounding they remember. To me they are proof of the fact that there is healing.
Every winner has scars.
I'll burn myself, or I'll cut myself. For a burn or a cut might be shown, might be nursed, might scar or heal, would be a miserable kind of emblem; would anyway be there, on the surface of her body, rather than corroding it from within. Now the thought came to her again, that she might scar herself in some way. It came, like the solution to a problem: I won't be doing it like some hysterical girl. I won't be hoping she'll come catch me at it. It won't be like lying on the sitting-room floor. I'll be doing it for myself, as a secret.
I just want to show off my scar proudly and not be afraid of it.
Wounds turn into scars and scars make you tough.
He jests at scars that never felt a wound.
When I stand before thee at the day's end, thou shalt see my scars and know that I had my wounds and also my healing.
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.
Children show scars like medals. Lovers use them as secrets to reveal. A scar is what happens when the word is made flesh.
Scars are memory. Like sutures. They stitch the past to me.
Two things scare me. The first is getting hurt. But that's not nearly as scary as the second, which is losing.
Want know how I got these scars? My father was a drinker and a fiend. And one night he goes off crazier than usual. Mommy gets the kitchen knife to defend herself. He doesn't like that. Not one bit. So, me watching, he takes the knife to her, laughing while he does it. He turns to me, and he says, 'why so serious?' He comes at me with the knife. 'Why so serious?!'. He sticks the blade in my mouth. 'Let's put a smile on that face!' And why so serious?
I'm a catalyst for change. You can't be an outsider and be successful over 30 years without leaving a certain amount of scar tissue around the place.
When I saw all of the people I have known all these years, when we got together, it was scary because B.B King and I lived in the same place in Nevada.
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