#wounded

I went to Walter Reed hospital a couple of times to visit wounded soldiers, kids with no legs and one arm. You start to question some things. ↗

— Jeff Daniels

#couple #hospital #i #kids #legs

'Shoot the wounded... what we do to people who are the most vulnerable... we 'shoot the wounded.' As if they haven't suffered enough, we add to it by gossiping and treating hurt people like outcasts." ..."I think we killed Ronnie's spirit... Instead of coming alongside her and supporting her through this, I failed her... ↗

— Lynn Dove

#gossip #hypocrisy #rejection #religion #shooting-the-wounded

It seems that it is madder never to abandon one's self than often to be infatuated; better to be wounded, a captive and a slave, than always to walk in armor. ↗

— Margaret Fuller

#always #armor #better #captive #infatuated

The suicide bombers who struck London on 7 July 2005 killed 52 innocent people and wounded hundreds more. All of them must live with their memories. And the rest of us will always remember where we were when we heard that London had been hit by the worst terrorist attack in its history. ↗

— Pauline Neville-Jones

#attack #been #bombers #had #heard

The crowd, still shouting, gives way before us. We plough our way through. Women hold their aprons over their faces and go stumbling away. A roar of fury goes up. A wounded man is being carried off. ↗

— Erich Maria Remarque

#before #being #carried #crowd #faces

Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish; Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal. ↗

— Thomas More

#anguish #bring #cannot #earth #heal

I'd like to be a wounded leading man. Instead of a pillar of strength, I'd be the scared one. ↗

— Jamie Kennedy

#instead #leading #leading man #like #man

It slaps your dignity just right. I loved the idea of these proud, dignified black men, and I saw the older ones wounded, and it wounded me ten times as much because I couldn't stand seeing them hurt like this. ↗

— Quincy Jones

#black #dignified #dignity #hurt #i

As the eagle was killed by the arrow winged with his own feather, so the hand of the world is wounded by its own skill. ↗

— Helen Keller

#eagle #feather #hand #his #killed

When you're wounded and left on Afghanistan's plains, and the women come out to cut up what remains, jest roll to your rifle and blow out your brains and go to your gawd like a soldier. ↗

— Rudyard Kipling

#blow #brains #come #cut #go