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Kurt Vonnegut

"You were sick, but now you're well again, and there's work to do."

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"You were sick, but now you're well again, and there's work to do."

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"Bitterness and resentment are a bottomless well. They can only be healed by the phenomenon of someone else's sorrow rising to your level of pain... it never happens - save yourself endless hurt."

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"[I] don't think I was trying to kill myself. I just wanted to hurt, and understand exactly whay I was hurting. This made sense: you cut, you felt pain, period."

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"Grief is a curious thing, when it happens unexpectedly. It is a Band-Aidbeing ripped away, taking the top layer off a family. And the underbellyof a household is never pretty, ours no exception. There were times Istayed in my room for days on end with headphones on, if only so that Iwould not have to listen to my mother cry. There were the weeks that myfather worked round-the-clock shifts, so that he wouldn't have to comehome to a house that felt too big for us."

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"Your greatest healing lies in forgiving all that has wrong and hurt you."

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"We do not escape into philosophy, psychology, and art--we go there to restore our shattered selves into whole ones."

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"There's a problem with wounded birds, Cassie," Connor said. "Either they fly away from you one day, or else they never get better. They stay hurt no matter what you do."

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"Maybe if we love ourselves healthy we will all heal?"

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