My scars tell a story. They are a reminder of times when life tried to break me, but failed. They are markings of where the structure of my character was welded. - Steve Maraboli
You are my destiny, Thalia. You are mine. He growled into my lips as he continued to make love to me. My hands clenched his shoulders. The markings on his chest made me feel all the love he possessed for me, and I for him. I touched the markings. Yours, Forever love. - Jessica Florence
Markings in dry clay disappearOnly when the clay is soft again.Scars upon the self disappearOnly when one becomes soft within. - Ming-Dao Deng