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The wound is the place where the Light enters you.
To heal, you must be willing to feel. Don't run from the pain; walk through it.
Growth is a tapestry woven with threads of joy and sorrow. Do not fear the dark threads; they define the pattern.
The weight of unspoken words crushes the spirit more surely than any physical burden.
Laughter, like a fleeting dream, can sometimes mask the most profound despair.
Growth requires discomfort. Embrace the stretch, even when it aches.
Hope is a dangerous thing; it prolongs the suffering.
Yesterday's scars are today's strength. Do not wish them away, learn from them.
Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain, but for the courage to face it.
To truly live is to dance with both joy and sorrow, embracing the rhythm of existence without reservation.
The real tragedy is not in suffering, but in letting it harden the heart.
The most beautiful chapters are often written after the most painful ones.
The heart, a hummingbird, flits to the nearest sweetness, ignoring the thorn.
The most exquisite tortures are those we inflict upon ourselves.
The keenest suffering often lies not in what is lost, but in the lingering echo of what might have been.
Every loss teaches us something, if we are willing to learn.
Grief, like the tide, ebbs and flows, but leaves its mark upon the shore of the soul.
Time doesn't heal all wounds, but it helps you learn to live with the scars.
The hardest stories to write are the ones that bleed from your own heart.
The truth is a fragile thing; handle it with care, lest it shatter in your hands, leaving only sharp edges behind.
The most valuable lessons are often learned through heartbreak and loss; they shape who we become.
The raven's shadow is but a fleeting darkness; the true night resides within the heart.
To bear what seems unbearable is to find the strength you never knew you possessed.
To live is to leave scars; to truly live is to understand their meaning.
To know true joy, one must first understand the depths of sorrow.
It's not about forgetting the pain; it's about remembering your strength through it.
To exist is to suffer, but to truly live is to find beauty within that suffering.
To truly know joy, one must first wander the labyrinth of sorrow, for it is contrast that illuminates the path.
The world whispers its secrets to those who listen closely, but shouts them to those who suffer.
The tapestry of life is woven with threads of joy and sorrow; to unravel one is to destroy the beauty of the whole.
Regret is a heavy cloak, woven from the threads of missed opportunities.
Despair is a canvas upon which hope paints its cruelest masterpiece.
To write is to bleed onto the page, each word a drop of the heart's own crimson ink.
A Wounded Deer - leaps highest - I've heard the Hunter tell -
Despair is a siren, luring us to shipwreck upon the shores of the soul.
To comprehend a Woe – dissect it with a Pen – observe the Parts, reassemble – then – begin again.
Let the words bleed onto the page, for silence is a heavier burden.
Secrets, like old wounds, have a habit of festering if left unattended.
How quickly joy can turn to dust in the hands of reality.
The past is a phantom limb; it aches with a life we no longer possess, yet shapes the very step we take.
Regret is a ghost that returns to haunt the house you built with your past.