Her Scars Quotes

#1. A really strong woman accepts the war she went through and is ennobled by her scars.

Carly Simon

#2. She wore her scars
as her best attire.
A stunning dress
made of hellfire.

Daniel Saint

#3. She had her scars just like the rest of us

Gina Holmes

#4. She put a hand up to her scars, whispering, Your love comes with a heavy price tag.

Cambria Hebert

#5. Winter tilted her head in Scarlet's direction. A spiral of black hair fell across her cheek, obstructing her scars. "What did you bring me today?" Scarlet asked. "Delusional mutterings with a side of crazy? Or is this one of your good days?

Marissa Meyer

#6. Lou popped up often in his daydreams: her warm eyes, creamy skin, even her scars. Where were those from? Not many women could pull off the drunken-mess look, but Lou had been adorable and charming and a bit intoxicating. And the cake- he couldn't forget the smell of that coconut cake.

Amy E. Reichert

#7. She conquered her demons and wore her scars like wings.

Atticus Poetry

#8. Scars crisscross her body. The left breast is normal flawless skin. The right breast and flowing down to her left thigh is a raised angry red and puckered scar. Her scars and flawless skin are constant reminders, of what was, and what she fears will never be.

Aden Lewis

#9. When some people in the crowd act shocked or repulsed, Diamond calmly tells them her scars are part of her past, part of what made her who she is.

Cheryl Rainfield

#10. The girl wore her scars the way some women wore their finest jewelry.

Sarah J. Maas

#11. She wore her scars, and looked as best as she could. He made her comfortable and removed them one by one. She stood bare in front of him. He kissed her naked soul and tattooed a promise on her skin

Himanshu Chhabra

#12. Under her thick pancake makeup, her skin had been pockmarked, but he would stare at her adoringly from his cot at night and imagine her scars were constellations, a secret map to a far-off, happy place.

Sarah Addison Allen

#13. I stare at the way the tracks of her tears break across her jaw and along her neck, at how it looks like her face, once shattered, has been carefully put back together. And I wonder if that's what my scars really are: proof that I've put myself back together again.

Carrie Ryan

#14. Some part of him had hoped that a woman might one day see beyond his scars to the man he was inside. But Megan was doing more than just ignoring his ugliness. She was _accepting_ it with a woman's gentleness, her touch soothing memories of savage pain, grief, loneliness.

Pamela Clare

#15. He could feel her gaze on his torso, knowing her eyes lingered on his scars, sensing her sorrows. "Nothing I didn't earn, sister", he told her, reaching out for his razor. "All of it, and more besides".

Anthony Ryan

#16. We tried not to look at each other for a minute, smiling each time we did. Except for the tiny scars on her wrists, she seemed perfect to me, and so I loved the scars, because they meant that I could save her from something, and save myself

Chris Fuhrman

#17. He sat looking down at his hands
his fine strong unscarred hands. Suddenly and unreasonably he thought of another pair of hands
his mother's
with the knuckles enlarged, the skin broken
expressive
her life written on them. Scars. She had them.

Edna Ferber

#18. As I handed her the bag, the old scars on my wrist throbbed with buried memories.

Maggie Stiefvater

#19. I don't find you ugly, Hunter. No one who knew you could." Her voice was achingly soft. "If anything, I'm grateful that you have these scars, because they saved you for me - for this moment in time. And that's a little selfish of me, isn't it? And yet I can't help but feel that way.

Jessica Clare

#20. I saw darkness in her beauty, and she saw beauty in my darkness. Yin and yang. Black and white. Beauty and scars; fury and forgiveness. She should've been my nemesis, but in her, I found something I didn't know I was looking for.

Keri Lake

#21. That was seven years ago. The doctors told her father the memory would fade, like the big messy scar on her arm, but neither ever did.

Holly Black

#22. Tracy's words had pierced through her daughter's skin like a sharp razor blade with scars that would remain with her for years to come.

Valenciya Lyons

#23. His chest was hard and tempting, with the scars from his move to save her carved forever on his skin.

Debra Anastasia

#24. His scars were hidden and safe in her hand.

Paolo Giordano

#25. The girl with the shaved head has a scar tattooed on her scalp. It looks like a long, sutured gash. You tell her it is very realistic. She takes this as a compliment and thanks you. You meant as opposed to romantic. "I could use one of those right over my heart," you say.

Jay McInerney

#26. More people care about you than you know, Scarlet. No matter how you got your scars." I covered my cheek, looking at her. "Not just those scars. The ones that make you think you're unlovable.

A.C. Gaughen

#27. He'd almost died and seeing the proof of his knife wounds, hearing him describe the incident that had almost taken his life, rattled her so much.
With him still holding her wrist, she bent awkwardly and pressed her lips against the worst of his scars.

Virna DePaul

#28. I don't look at the wound. I don't need to. I watched the Commandant as she carved it into me, a thick-lined, precise K stretching from my collarbone to the skin over my heart. She branded me. Marked me as her property. It's a scar I'll carry to the grave.

Sabaa Tahir

#29. And in the end,
she left a scar
and I knew that was
how she wanted to
be remembered.

She wanted to leave
her mark in the
world
without getting
her heart too
attached to it.

Robert M. Drake

#30. Nature is always lovely, invincible, glad, whatever is done and suffered by her creatures. All scars she heals, whether in rocks or water or sky or hearts.

John Muir

#31. My arrival
Her womb's delight
Her existence
My living light
Her wounds
My scars
Her skies
My stars
Her days
My hours
Her strength
My powers
I breathe my name
Being her child
Without mother
Life's beguiled
From the poem 'Mother

Munia Khan

#32. Glass nodded, worried that if she spoke, the tears would come again. The pain was so new, so raw, she hardly knew what shape it would take, what sort of scars it would leave. If her chest was going to burn like this for the rest of her life.

Kass Morgan

#33. The door slams in response, and I laugh. I'm glad she can laugh. It means she really is coping. I know she's internalizing a lot, though. Putting on a show for me. She'll have new scars on her wrists soon.

Jasinda Wilder

#34. It got to the point where it became logical: if a woman was fiercely intelligent, outspoken and passionate, I'd look towards her arms for the scars. They were almost always there.

Sabrina Chapadjiev

#35. What once was broken can be fixed." Boone lifted the angel with the number eighteen at her feet. I could still see every crack from the break, but she was fixed. "It'll always bear the scars, but at least it's whole again.

Nicole Williams

#36. Laura would never be so easily intimidated. She was braver than he could ever be, brave enough to wave her ugly scars like scarlet flags.

Tess Gerritsen

#37. The best heroes always have scars. If they didn't, the heroine would have nothing to do. It's her job to help the hero let all that stuff go in order that her man can be strong enough to fight on but when he's with here's free to just breathe.

Kristen Ashley

#38. He couldn't say the words, had spent too long in Silence, but he'd learned other ways to speak. Taking the paperweight she'd knocked off her desk out of his pocket, he put it in her hands. It's fixed. As long as you don't mind more than a few scars.

Nalini Singh

#39. Forensics had taught her that scars left tissue much tougher than skin.

Alane Ferguson

#40. We'd go to bed furious with each other, and then she'd wake me in the middle of the night and come and lie on my bed and we'd talk for hours, about nothing and everything, and she'd let me touch the scars on her stomach - the scars from where they cut me out of her.

Melina Marchetta

#41. I want you, Rosa,' Antonio said, turning to her. 'I want you with your scars and your suffering. You are my wife and everything that has happened to you only makes you more precious to me.

Belinda Alexandra

#42. Nothing like the soft touch of a woman. Her smooth skin...or her rough scars.

Brian Katcher

#43. Even with her failing vision, Violet West could see the scars. They had turned purple, almost red, from the icy cold, the color of the pears on the tree in the yard, the color of blood that can't be washed away and of things that can never be undone.

Alice Hoffman

#44. My scars were reflecting the mist in your headlights I looked like a neon zebra, shaking rain off her stripes

Fiona Apple

#45. No! No matter how cut up she was, no matter how many scars on her body, no matter that every man who looked at her thought she was repugnant, she wanted to live! "Lia," Robert asked quietly, "how

Lindsay McKenna

#46. Young girls are like helpless children in the hands of amorous men, whatever is said to them is true and whatever manipulation on their bodies seems like love to them, sooner or later, they come back to their senses, but the scars are not dead inasmuch as her spoiler lives.

Michael Bassey

#47. Remembered pain tightened his mouth into a grim line. The weeks he'd spent looking for her had left permanent scars on his heart.

Tara Janzen

#48. The scars on her face said something different about her, too-that she, like Cyra, knew what she was risking when she risked her life."

pg 337

Veronica Roth

#49. I have a lot of scars, man. My mother said that a man is not a man unless he has a scar on his face. And what she meant by a scar was some kind of battle that you had to go through, whether it was psychological or physical. To her, a scar was actually beautiful and not something that marred you.

Nick Nolte

#50. Aunt Joan broke her hip a few years back. Don't get me wrong, she's still pretty damn fierce. Lightning fast with her cane, in fact. I've got the scars to prove it.

Victoria Schwab

#51. Dodge, Alyss said, putting a hand to the parrallel scars on his cheek, that brand left so long ago by The Cat. She pressed her lips against each of them
four delicate kisses.
When she pulled away, he was smiling.

Frank Beddor

#52. And she called him a stranger. Whose name still echoed in her mind like a war cry. Who had seen each bit of her naked soul and knew how scarred her soul is. Whose reflection still stood, smiling at her every time she stood in front of the mirror.

Akshay Vasu

#53. He hadn't hit her in several years, but when you've been beaten you never forget it. The bruises go away but the scars remain, deep, hidden, raw. You stay beaten. It takes a real coward to beat a woman.

John Grisham

#54. He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing the shirt apart she frowned, her hands running over the thin scars through his tattoos. 'And you belong to him, too.

Jessica O'Toole

#55. She clearly had some deep scars and should be easy to walk away from, but instead of running the other direction I wanted to scoop her up, clean her off and make her world good again.

Beth Ehemann

#56. Her scar tissue, which she seems to amass both physically and mentally, may not be pretty, but they have become tougher than if she had never been wounded at all.

Donna Lynn Hope

#57. She took part of my pain and made it her own. I didn't want her to hurt, but to share my scars with another human was a relief that I hadn't even known I needed until I got it.

Mia Sheridan

#58. It was the first time in her life that she considered clothing as a method of camoflaging our scars, the traumas of our lives.

Nickolas Butler

#59. It took me one look to fall in love with her. One look to want to know everything and anything about her. One look to feel protective of her, like my life depended on it. One look to want to kill whoever gave her those scars.

Sarah Brianne

#60. She had no scars to show for her happiness except her laughter lines

Srividya Srinivasan

#61. Rowan knew it was now possible to look directly at Zandra, Zandra the Princess of Jupiter, the one he had loved all his life. He reached out to take her hand. True, he was covered all over with scars and scratches and stitches, but then, in a way, so was she. The end.

Phoebe Stone

#62. Revenge is a tricky beast. Her claws face both ways. I don't mind a few more scars. They'll be unnoticed among the rest.

Kim Harrison

#63. She wore her battle scars like wings, looking at her you would never know that once upon a time she forgot how to fly

Nikki Rowe

#64. They're battle scars of a life lived and tangible evidence of her strength. She made another human being. The weight of that knowledge is heavy.

Eliza Lentzski

#65. He raised a brow at another abrupt change in the conversation. "Are you disappointed I couldn't dodge a couple bullets?"
A real smile teased her lips as she lowered her coffee mug. "On the contrary, I'm a sucker for a guy with scars, so for your protection, we should probably stick to the case.

Lisa Kessler

#66. Once his scars were revealed, Tanith kissed him, once, on the lips. "I like steak," she said. "Can't go wrong with steak."
"Steak it is," he murmured.
He stepped away, and Valkyrie grinned at Tanith.
"Oh, good God," China said, rolling her eyes. "I do hope the Remnants kill me first.

Derek Landy

#67. Who could blame her for seeking my scars in return? When we are unhappy we hurt.

Graham Greene

#68. I notice faint scars on her wrists and forearms, thin lines too symmetrical to be accidents.

Isaac Marion

#69. When she had delight in her heart, her face transcended all her suffering, whereupon the scars and the deformed features and the mottled skin became the remarkable face of a hero and the cherished face of a friend.

Dean Koontz

#70. She had told herself she should be reassured by his squeamishness; a man who balked at scars would not give her new ones. Now she suddenly wondered if she'd had it wrong. A man without scars would always underestimate their value. He would not see them as marks of courage.

Meredith Duran

#71. She kisses my scars and I create new ones for her.

C.J. Roberts

#72. Scars crossed her welded wrists.

Jeffrey Eugenides

#73. It's time, Perry. He let her go. She took a step back, taking in his face one last time. His green eyes. The bend in his nose and the scars on his cheek. All the tiny inperfections that made him beautiful. Without a word, she turned and made her way downhill.

Veronica Rossi

#74. In Congo, a slashed jungle quickly becomes a field of flowers, and scars become the ornaments of a particular face. Call it oppression, complicity, stupefaction, call it what you like, it doesn't matter. Africa swallowed the conqueror's music and sang a new song of her own.

Barbara Kingsolver

#75. How 'bout you, Jena?" He leaned closer, speaking in an exaggerated whisper. "We could go somewhere private. I know you probably got some scars from being shot, but you can't see a scar in the dark, right?"
The dickwad was offering her a pity fuck in a darkened room?

Susannah Sandlin

#76. I kissed the scars on her skin. I still think you're beautiful, and I don't ever wanna lose my best friend

Pierce The Veil

#77. Her young soul felt cut up like a fifty-year-old, like a squirrel that appeared content, but carried scars from the vestige of time in its black and gray grooves.

Meghna Pant

#78. Painful events leave scars, true, but it turns out they're largely erasable. Jill Bolte Taylor, the neuroanatomist who had a stroke that obliterated her memory, described the event as losing '37 years of emotional baggage.'

Martha Beck