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What wound did ever heal but by degrees? ~ Lord Byron
Then he said to Thomas, "Put your finger here; see my hands. Reach out your hand and put it into my side. Stop doubting and believe." ~ John 20:27

Wounds, in medicine, are a type of physical injury in which skin is torn, cut or punctured (an open wound), or where blunt force trauma causes a contusion (a closed wound). In pathology, thry specifically refers to sharp injuries which damage the dermis of the skin.


  • H' had got a hurt
    O' th' inside of a deadlier sort.
  • What deep wounds ever closed without a scar?
    The hearts bleed longest, and but heal to wear
    That which disfigures it.
  • Then he said to Thomas, "Put your finger here; see my hands. Reach out your hand and put it into my side. Stop doubting and believe."
    • John 20:27, (New International Version)
  • If, as psychologists, we follow the analogy of the other biological sciences, we must expect to find normalcy synonymous with maximal efficiency of function. Survival of the fittest means [[survival of those members of a species whose organisms most successfully resist the encroachments of environmental antagonists, and continue to function with the greatest internal harmony. In the field of emotions, then, why would we alter this expectation? Why should we seek the spectacularly disharmonious emotions, the feelings that reveal a crushing of ourselves by environment, and consider these affective responses as our normal emotions? If a jungle beast is torn and wounded during the course of an ultimately victorious battle, it would be a spurious logic indeed that attributed its victory to its wounds. If a human being be emotionally torn and mentally disorganized by fear or rage during a business battle from which, ultimately, he emerges victorious, it seems equally nonsensical to ascribe his conquering strength to those emotions symptomatic of his temporary weakness and defeat. Victory comes in proportion as fear is banished. Perhaps the battle may be won with some fear still handicapping the victor, but that only means that the winner's maximal strength was not required.
  • Safe in a ditch he bides,
    With twenty trenched gashes on his head;
    The least a death to nature.
  • I could not have felt more strongly about this subject. One day an aide, Buddy Masters, came to me. "General," he said, "I'm worried about your eyesight which is getting worse. You read all day here in the office and then you take a couple of hundred Purple Heart certificates home, sign them at night and read some more. I have found a way to ease this." "How?" "The other day over at the Navy I saw a new machine bought for the Secretary. It writes his signature automatically, and it only costs a few hundred dollars." "Save the money," I told him. "If those boys can get wounded, I can find time to sign my name on their Purple Hearts."
    • Alexander Vandegrift, Once a Marine: The Memoirs of General A.A. Vandegrift (1964), p. 272

Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations[edit]

Quotes reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), p. 920-21.
  • La blessure est pour vous, la douleur est pour moi.
    • The wound is for you, but the pain is for me.
    • Charles IX, to Coligny, who was fatally wounded in the massacre of St. Bartholomew's Day.
  • Tempore ducetur longo fortasse cicatrix;
    Horrent admotas vulnera cruda manus.
    • A wound will perhaps become tolerable with length of time;
      but wounds which are raw shudder at the touch of the hands.
    • Ovid, Epistolæ Ex Ponto, I. 3. 15.
  • Saucius ejurat pugnam gladiator, et idem
    Immemor antiqui vulneris arma capit.
    • The wounded gladiator forswears all fighting,
      but soon forgetting his former wound resumes his arms.
    • Ovid, Epistolæ Ex Ponto, I. 5. 37.
  • Thou hast wounded the spirit that loved thee
    And cherish'd thine image for years;
    Thou hast taught me at last to forget thee,
    In secret, in silence, and tears.
  • Ah me! we wound where we never intended to strike; we create anger where we never meant harm; and these thoughts are the thorns in our Cushion.
  • I was wounded in the house of my friends.
    • Zechariah, XIII. 6.

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