Quotes About Tears

The living are worth every final bit of love and energy you can toss into the kitty. The dead are worth tears. Trying to do more for the dead is self-love. It's pride gone bad. It's romantic nonsense.

all the time she was acting like an actress on a Mike Wallace interview, the tears kept running right down her face. I couldn't even tell if she knew she was crying, Sam. And she kept the act going right up until the time when I left the house. Something is cracking up, Sam. Something is going all to hell, and fast. They seem to be

Every song you love, every memory you cherish, every moment that has moved you to holy tears has been given to you from the One who has been pursuing you from your first breath in order to win your heart.

All of us have in our veins the exact same percentage of salt in our blood that exists in the ocean, and, therefore, we have salt in our blood, in our sweat, in our tears. We are tied to the ocean. And when we go back to the sea - whether it is to sail or to watch it - we are going back from whence we came.

I was on the verge of tears, so I turned and ran past the trailer and along the field road until I was safely out of their sight. Then I ducked into the cotton and waited for friendly voices. I sat on the hot ground, surrounded by stalks four feet tall, and I cried, something I really hated to do.

At times scathing, at times caustic and sarcastic, and never for a moment the least bit sympathetic, the judge's sentencing tirade raged for thirty minutes and startled many in the courtroom. Claudia, frail and much thinner after seventeen months of jailhouse food, stood as straight as possible and absorbed the blows. Only once did she seem to waver, as if her knees were losing strength. Never did she shed a tear, nor did she take her eyes off the judge.

At times he thinks like a terrorist, then he cries like a little child. - Reggie Love

She nodded again, and took a deep breath. A small tear managed to find its way through the swelling and dropped onto her left cheek. He

It often happens with grown-ups that their tears are misunderstood. (Who can know which time in their lives they are reliving?)

È un buon segno piangere per un romanzo» mi assicurò Miss Frost. «Un buon segno?» «Significa che hai più cuore della maggior parte dei tuoi coetanei.»

And for her eyes: what could such eyes do there But weep, and weep, that they were born so fair?

The silvery tears of April? Youth of May? Or June that breathes out life for butterflies?

They, looking back, all the eastern side beheld Of Paradise, so late their happy seat, Waved over by that flaming brand, the gate With dreadful faces thronged and fiery arms: Some natural tears they dropped, but wiped them soon; The world was all before them, where to choose Their place of rest, and Providence their guide; They, hand in hand, with wandering steps and slow, Through Eden took their solitary way.

I always wear boot polish on my eyelashes, because I am a very emotional person and it doesn't run when I cry.

These people are amazing. It's so emotional I was thinking about wearing waterproof mascara.

My way is the sensitive, emotional way, because that's who I am. A day doesn't go by where I don't sit and cry, listening to the stories. I try to be the clown and court jester and make people laugh.

I'm definitely a crier. I get really emotional if someone's being rude or says something mean about me.

There are lot memories to take home but the most emotional moment has been when I was touching down in New Delhi. Tears rolled down when I saw the red soil in Delhi from the plane.

If only tears could speak, they would tell the agony of the eyes.

Tears are pouring down my cheeks like tiny rivers, soaking my shirt with dark patches of my salty happiness.

Many times through the ages, like as not the chance appears, but because of indecision, man's fond hopes are drowned in tears.

My wallet is like an onion. When I open it..it makes me cry.

Behind my smile is a hurting heart. Behind my laugh, I'm falling apart. Behind my smile, is tears at night.

Her heart is broken, her eyes are soakin, it's tearing her apart with words unspoken.