Bruise Quotes

“She was so delicate that, while we sat beneath the linden branches, a leaf would fall and drift down and touch her skin, and it would leave a bruise. So as we sat in the afternoon hour, beneath that fragrant linden bower, I had to chase all of the leafs that fell away.”
― Roman Payne

“Once in a while i am struck
all over again... by just how blue
the sky appears .. on wind-played
autumn mornings, blue enough

to bruise a heart.”
― Sanober Khan

“Don't lick your wounds unless you care to taste the sting a second time.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Smile Anyway: Quotes, Verse, and Grumblings for Every Day of the Year

“If I could take away his pain… If there was a way to transfer it from his soul onto mine. I would take it. Without hesitation I would take it all. Maybe that’s how you know you love someone. When you actually feel each tear they cry as if they were your own. When you feel each cut, each bruise, each hit as if you’re the one suffering. I bled for him.& in turn, he bled for her.Funny, how life comes full circle”
― Rachel Van Dyken, Toxic

“Some bruises you wear like badges of honour: when you got it playing rugby, or quad racing, or falling off something while drunk, no opportunity is lost to show off a good contusion. A bruise inflicted by someone else, however, is a whole other story: it's like a big flashing arrow marking you out as punchable, and before long there'll be boys queuing up to add bruises of their own, as if they'd just been waiting for somebody to show them it could be done.”
― paul murray

“The handkerchief dabbed at my forehead. 'Ouch! You'll have a fine-looking bruise tomorrow.'
'Then you'll be able to distinguish me from Rose.'
The handkerchief paused. 'I could tell you apart from the beginning. You're quite different to each other, you know.'
Perhaps he could tell, in the obvious ways. The odd one was Rose; the other odd one was Briony.”
― Franny Billingsley, Chime

“Sadness is a bruise on the skin of memory.”
― John Mark Green

“Those are big collisions, Hally. They make for a lot of bruises. People get hurt in all that bumping, and we're sick and tired of it now. It's been going on for too long. Are we never going to get it right?...Learn to dance life like champions instead of always being just a bunch of beginners at it?”
― Athol Fugard, Master Harold...and the boys

“i have bruises
no one can see
i am hurting
but i’ll just smile”
― R.H. Sin, Algedonic

“Rather than being incensed by the nature of the bruise, maybe we should be inspired by the possibilities in the bruise.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“He had been bruised so badly that the eyes of strangers lacerated him like salt.”
― James Baldwin, Giovanni’s Room

“...You won't age? I promise you this - your hands will go shiny and transparent and at the slightest bruise they'll bleed...”
― John Geddes A Familiar Rain

“I bruise easily and sometimes I can’t stop bleeding.”
― Jennifer Elisabeth

“You couldn't not notice the bruise on the side of her face. Or the hickey under her chin.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Eleanor & Park

“Such a nasty bruise,” he says, staring straight into my eyes. I am stunned he can see it. Delicate to the touch and tender on every side, the bruise is deeper than days. My hand automatically moves to my chest.

Science taught me with valid assurance that my heart was fixed in my rib cage, but life has since shown me otherwise. My heart in fact dangles from a tangle of strings. The ends are grasped tight by numerous people who yank and release, having caused many painful bruises over time. I cry because they are invisible to most.

“Such a nasty bruise,” he repeats, tugging on my poor heart.

His kind eyes fall away from mine as I feel a squeeze on my arm. He twists it enough to show me a small, round patch of purple surrounded by a sickly yellowish corona.

“Oh. My elbow.” I let the air exhale from my lungs. Another bruise forms where my heart has hit the floor. It is jerked up again.

“Can I do anything for you?” I see in his eyes the mirror image of a finger—his finger—wrapped in one of the dangling strings. He tugs and I feel it.

“No,” I reply to his question. But it is a lie. There is something he could do, along with all who grasp a portion of the web entangling my heart. I wish they would mercifully let go.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Slaying Dragons: Quotes, Poetry, & a Few Short Stories for Every Day of the Year

“People who are truly sensual bruise easily, so be careful when you handle them.”
― Lebo Grand

“Leaders take actions. Attacking your plans with blows of actions will not cost you painful but temporal bruises. Never leave goals untouched.”
― Israelmore Ayivor, Leaders' Ladder

“The sun was up - stuck like half a tinned apricot on a sky awash with all the colours of a fading bruise. Down below the living dead were forming their complaining queues at bus stops.”
― Helen Hodgman, Blue Skies And Jack And Jill

“Ow! That’s my leg, you know.” She rubbed the sore spot. “I’m gonna have a big bruise there now. Thanks a lot.”
“Just tell everyone you had to fend off a pack of unicorns with your bare hands. ‘Cause you were just walking around, minding your own business, cavorting with nature, when a bunch of unicorns descended upon you unexpectedly, and wanted to practice their horn- fighting with a human, just in case they happened upon a wizard and they had to battle to stay free. A wizard would use his wand, so you grabbed a stick, but the stick broke, so you only had your hands. And one of the unicorns’ horns went through your leg, and ‘cause their horns have healing qualities or whatever, the hole healed, but he was just a young unicorn, so his powers hadn’t developed fully yet, and so you were left with this battle scar that’ll mark you as a hero for the rest of your life.”
There was a brief silence.
“You’re full of crap, you know that, right?”
“Yup. But I feel better for it.”
― Kelly Batten, One Day You'll Find Me

“With a strong spirit , you heal every bruise.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“With time, through your loss, you begin to see a light in your crevice--the light that can heal so many buried bruises--an untold story that somehow trembles and finds a way through your heart to your pen. And as the world reads it, a light begins to rise in the sky.”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“An emotion I’d never felt such an extent of washed over me. Sadness. It was blue and black like a bruise.”
― K. Weikel, Sameness

“Whoever is bruised fear not the blade.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“Most men adore a woman adorned with a dangling behind. They stare silly, with eyes popping out of their heads as the pair rotund oscillate and gyrate in articulate rhythm. But unknown to many, they bruise as they cruise.”
― Vincent Okay Nwachukwu, Weighty 'n' Worthy African Proverbs - Volume 1

“Something bashed against the submarine with such a tremendous force that the vessel rocked violently from side to side, throwing people back and forth. Jacob and Whistler weren't ready for the first of these, and they earned bruises as their medals, but the second time the creature shook the ship, they clung to pipes that rattled in their holdings, as if they themselves feared the larger beast that came to feast upon them all.”
― Dean F. Wilson, Lifemaker

“The sky had become bruised with hurricane hues — blues and violent violets. And yet yellows emerged in the cracks and seals, a sign that the hurt had already started to heal.”
― Sean Norris, Heaven and Hurricanes

“I opened the drawers of the vanity, searching for a scarf or something to cover the bruise peeking over the collar of my blue tunic, but then paused and glared at myself in the mirror. He'd acted like a brute and a savage, and if he'd come to his senses by this morning, then seeing what he'd done would be minimal punishment.

Sniffing, I opened the collar of my tunic further and tucked stray strands of my golden-brown hair behind my ears so there would be no concealing it. I was beyond cowering.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“For the evil eye, you may get a black eye.”
― Tamerlan Kuzgov

“Individuals turn a blind eye to injustice for fear of getting a black eye.”
― Tamerlan Kuzgov