Quotes About Cry

One thing that bugs me in comedy is when somebody does a fake cry, you know, like they fake cry in a comedy. But in a drama they'll really cry. That bugs me.

In his ears rang her passionate cry: "Were I still in death and you fighting for life I would come back from the abyss–

Perhaps the pain you are in is about more than you. Maybe the pain is about God creating the level of a cry that can and will open a spring that generations to come will partake from and be refreshed by.

Then we cried out to the LORD God of our fathers, and the Lord heard our voice. – Deuteronomy 26:7

To love Christ more," Elizabeth once said, "is the deepest need, the constant cry of my soul.... Out in the woods and on my bed and out driving, when I am happy and busy, and when I am sad and idle, the whisper keeps going up for more love, more love, more love!

We feel the same emotions for our ideas as we do for the real world, which is why we can cry while reading a book, or fall in love with movie stars.

Somewhere there must be a gap in the icy blue logic that surrounds me, against which I hurl my mind, my cries, my bitter laughter.

I take a role: *I am the one who is going to cry; and I play this role for myself *and it makes me cry* I am my own theater.

Hark! Hark! A voice from yonder sky / Methinks I hear my Saviour cry. . . . I come oh Lord, I mount, I fly / On rapid wings I cleave the sky.

It's a miserable story!" said Bruno. "It begins miserably, and it ends miserablier. I think I shall cry. Sylvie, please lend me your handkerchief." "I haven't got it with me," Sylvie whispered. "Then I won't cry," said Bruno manfully.

What are you doing?" she cried in protest. "Playing," he said, the single word rough, almost guttural.

An addict is someone who uses their body to tell society that something is wrong.

A rua exprimia a perturbadora angústia de uma colectividade; não era um indivíduo orgulhoso a gabar-se da sua história. Era humana e grande na sua aflição por gritar a dor de toda uma multidão. E Sayed Karam assistia impotente a este grito dos homens através da matéria.

So descending into Hell was just a waste of time?' cried Esteban.

So one might cry for everything that was wrong with the world, for all the injustice and crudity and cruelty, for all the things that are stolen from people.

There are some situations which men understand by instinct, by which reason is powerless to explain; in such cases the greatest poet is he who gives utterance to the most natural and vehement outburst of sorrow. Those who hear the bitter cry are as much impressed as if they listened to an entire poem, and when th sufferer is sincere they are right in regarding his outburst as sublime.

The voice of human nature is nothing but one prolonged cry.

She went to the house and lit a candle. The candle cried: 'I am being killed.' The flame: 'I am killing you.' The maid answered: 'It is true, true. For I see your white blood.' Meanwhile

There are moments when you think you will cry forever. You never do. Eventually, sheer physical exhaustion forces you to stop, to settle, to becalm yourself amidst all the mad turbulence of bereavement.

SummertimeAnd the livin' is easy,Fish are jumpin',And the cotton is high.Oh, your daddy's rich,And your ma is good lookin';So hush, little baby,Don' yo' cry.

Had I forgotten how to cry? Was that possible? In order to survive, I had long since buried my emotions.

Life is a play that does not allow testing. So, sing, cry, dance, laugh and live intensely, before the curtain closes and the piece ends with no applause.

I love your smile. It brings me the most happiness in life. I love the way you talk. It echos from the bottom of my heart. I love the way you cry. It makes me want to protect you that much more. I love the way you sulk. It makes me notice my mistakes. There is no one that I'm more connected to in this whole world. No one. You're a bit careless and sometimes a bit selfish but... with all of that together-I love you.

so I ate a salad, no wine, popped those two aspirins prescribed by Jan, and slept like a baby, except I didn't toss and turn, pee in my pants, or cry every two hours.