Quotes About Tears

For years the tears fell without touching the ground. On this night they hit the floor.

Sent to the Monk" Night falls and the empty intimacy of the whole world fills my heart to frothing. The past has trudged to this one spot and falls into the stream, its flashlight in its mouth. Ancient tears beneath the surface rise and scatter like carp, while an ivory hairpin floats away like a loose tooth going back in time. Columbia Poetry Review. Spring 2014

Il y a bien des souvenirs, mais quelqu'un les a électrifiés et connectés à nos cils, dès qu'on y pense on a les yeux qui brûlent.

Un giorno in cui ho pianto molto, mi sono accorta che bere le lacrime consolava, soprattutto se mischiate a un po' di alcol di mele. Ma non bisogna prenderle quando siamo del solito umore, altrimenti non riusciremmo più a essere allegri senza berle e diventa un circolo vizioso: non smettiamo più di piangere per poter bere le nostre lacrime.

Tears of joy are better than smiles of sorrow.

The soul's tears are worth more than the heart's smiles.

The passing of spring The birds weep and in the eyes Of fish there are tears.

Spring is passing by! Birds are weeping and the eyes Of fish fill with tears.

Tears were a kind of language and I felt all language was far away from me. I was beneath tears. Tears were what you shed in purgatory. By the time you were in hell it was too late.

Learning will not alter men's natural tempers, nor cure them of their sinful distempers; nor will it change the constitution of things in this world; a vale of tears it is and so it will be when all is done.

Tears of tenderness and affection are no disparagement at all, even to great and wise men.

When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough. If we always had smiled on the one who is gone, there would be no despair in our grief; and some sweetness would cling to our tears, reminiscent of virtues and happiness. For our recollections of veritable love—which indeed is the act of virtue containing all others—call from our eyes the same sweet, tender tears as those most beautiful hours wherein memory was born.

She laid her head against his collarbone, and he kissed her temple. To her shock, she felt a shudder roll through his body about the same time she registered wetness against her skin. Tears. His tears. She started to turn around, but he tightened his grip. "Stay," he said in a choked voice. "Just let me hold you, baby. Just let me hold you.

She was beautiful and had a way of manipulating a man with a terrifying combination of tears and seductive smiles.

Suze mi teku od smeha, ako prestanem da se smejem osta?e samo suze.

Suze mi teku od smijeha. Ako prestanem da se smijem, osta?e samo suze.

Suze mi teku od smijeha. Ako prestanem da se smijem, ostat ?e samo suze.

He was a peculiar sight. Tears rolling down his face, shouting to drown the sound of the singing rabbit; he said he needed help, pointed to a chicken, handed over some money, grabbed his parcel and bolted out the door in panic. Boys, thought the butcher. Drugs, thought the woman. Justin Case, thought Dorothea.

To hide her relief, Laura stepped forward and embraced her daughter. 'My poor darling. He's not worth weeping over. If he doesn't appreciate a girl like you...' But, even to her own ears, the words sounded quaint. What man ever warranted the tears shed on his behalf?

It might cause considerable surprise to the informed observer (who does not exist) to note that Mr B's eyes begin to fill with tears. They overflow and spill down along the deep soft creases of his careworn face as he sits very still in the centre of the unstill world and weeps rivers of salty water for all the lost souls, including his own.

Tears disturb and confuse men, but women know the relief they can bring. I didn't cry because I couldn't deal with my life, but because I could.

It is such a secret place, the land of tears. That is what the narrator ofThe Little Prince says after the little prince argues with him the first time about matters of consequence. And he was right. My land of tears had been a secret for a very long time.

Sunny could think of lots of reasons about why the angel was crying, but the one that felt the best to her was that the angel wept so Sunny didn't have to.

I look up at his eyes brightening through the tears. I haven't seen them shine like that in over a year.