Quotes About Tears

And from what I know about people, it's possible that I should have felt a little guilt about the way I had manipulated Rita so completely. Or even better, maybe I should have turned to the camera to show my true villainy with a leer of wicked satisfaction. But there was no camera, as far as I knew, and I had, after all, manipulated Rita with the truth, for the most part. So I just held on to her and let her soak my shirt with tears, mucus, and who knows what else.

But we all have moments when we must listen in tears to the silence of the swarming path inside ourselves.

Her eyes watered and she was a foot taller than any of her sisters, mostly because of the length of her neck which would one day hang from the end of a rope.

Bubble-gum angels swooped from top margins, or scraped their wings between teeming paragraphs. Maidens with golden hair dripped sea-blue tears into the book's spine.

plate, nor did Mrs. Bates, who had once wept when we set

The sublimity of witnessing the ruler of a mighty nation turning to Holy Scripture for comfort and courage, and finding both in his darkest hour, brought tears to her eyes, and she was obliged to quickly compose herself before returning to Mrs. Lincoln's side.

Smiles Form the Channel of a Future Tear

Nature was beautiful, even in her tears

You can never rouse Harris. There is no poetry about Harries - no wild yearning for the unattainable. Harris never weeps, he knows not why If Harris's eyes fill with tears, you can bet it is because Harris has been eating raw onions, or has put too much Worcester over his chop.

And smiles to go before I weep, And Smiles to go before I weep.

When a stargirl cries, she sheds no tears but light.

Something about the memory caused him to tear up, to think again about the unknowable nature of the people we love.

I'm one of those people who can watch a stupid movie and end up crying.

Sometimes when I'm alone I Cry, Cause I am on my own. The tears I cry are bitter and warm. They flow with life but take no form I Cry because my heart is torn. I find it difficult to carry on. If I had an ear to confide in, I would cry among my treasured friend, but who do you know that stops that long, to help another carry on. The world moves fast and it would rather pass by. Then to stop and see what makes one cry, so painful and sad. And sometimes... I Cry and no one cares about why.

For my tears fall upon them, the blood of life awakens them.

I always knew I would look back on my tears and laugh but I never tought I would look back on the laughter and cry

Laugh and the world laughs with you. Cry and you get all wet.

When I talk to people about what makes us human, some people say it's our tears. Because we are the only ones who weep, only we can feel true sorrow. When I hear this, I remember Isiro's face, her anguished eyes as she cried for Mikeno, how she screamed at the keepers with her teeth bared and pushed at the poles. How she dashed back to his body and dug her fingers into his chest as if the strength of her grip could bring him back. There is sorrow without tears. Of course there is.

I am not crying, but have tears in my heart.

Tears came from what remaining fluids their poor broken bodies still held in reserve. Tears flowed and froze against cold dead skin—for some, their last tears, for when their internal water was depleted the dead body would process no more. And they did not know it yet; if they did, would they save their tears?

El llanto es el idioma que de verdad nos pertenece a todos, porque cualquiera que sea la lengua que hablemos, todos lloramos igual. El llanto era el idioma de la humanidad; el del Paraíso seguía siendo un misterio.

Home is where the heart can laugh without shyness. Home is where the heart's tears can dry at their own pace.

I never guessed I could cry so hard my face hurt.

Jesus wept Voltaire smiled. From that divine tear and from that human smile is derived the grace of present civilization.