Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.
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.
The wound is the place where the Light enters you.
I don't want to die without any scars.
The marks humans leave are too often scars.
Scars remind us of where we have been, not where we are going.