Quotes About Tears

Pero las lágrimas son necesarias. ¿No recuerda lo que dice Otelo? "¡Si tras cada tempestad vienen tales calmas, soplen los vientos hasta que despierten a la muerte.

Christianity without tears-that's what soma is.

Quick! Quick! Our liddle genius is crying.

Si los hombres supieran lo que se puede conseguir con una lágrima, los querríamos más y los arruinaríamos menos.

Semplicemente, senza che un solo angolo del suo volto si muovesse, e assolutamente in silenzio, iniziò a piangere, in quel modo che è un modo bellissimo, un segreto di pochi, piangono solo con gli occhi, come bicchieri pieni fino all'orlo di tristezza, e impassibili mentre quella goccia di troppo alla fine li vince e scivola giù dai bordi, seguita poi da mille altre, e immobili se ne stanno lì mentre gli cola addosso la loro minuta disfatta.

Ma quando ti viene quella voglia di piangere pazzesca, che proprio ti strizza tutto, che non la riesci a fermare, allora non c'è verso di spiaccicare una sola parola, ti torna tutto indietro, tutto dentro, ingoiato da quei dannati singhiozzi, naufragato nel silenzio di quelle stupide lacrime. Maledizione. Con tutto quello che uno vorrebbe dire...E invece niente, non esce fuori niente...Si può essere fatti peggio di così?

Rebecca non disse nulla, ma si buttò fra le braccia di Jasper Gwyn, il solo posto al mondo in cui, aveva deciso, sarebbe stato giusto piangere e non smettere per ore.

Forse al vecchietto vennero delle specie di lacrime agli occhi, ma era impossibile dirlo, perché gli occhi dei vecchi piangono sempre un po'.

this woman, moved by some private sorrow as much as the words being spoken, cried almost silently, unobserved by others, apart from Mma Ramotswe, who stretched out her hand and laid it on her shoulder. Do not cry, Mma , she began to whisper, but changed her words even as she uttered them, and said quietly, Yes, you can cry, Mma . We should not tell people not to weep - we do it because of our sympathy for them - but we should really tell them that their tears are justified and entirely right.

It is the onion, memory, that makes me cry," he said.

We were, when all was said and done, children lost in the wood, and to break into tears was the most understandable of reactions, the most quintessentially human one too.

Hampus looked up again. Ulf saw that tears had appeared in his eyes. He wanted to reach forward and wipe them away, but that was not for a detective to do.

It was always the strongest men who were the first to cry, thought Mma Ramotswe. Some people said it was the other way round, but they were wrong, she told herself; they were simply wrong. (To the Land of Long Lost Friends)

There was always something going on in the background—some plotting or mulling over some slight or lack of attention, quite unintended, of course, but noted and filed away for subsequent scrutiny. And much of the time men would be unaware of it, until it all came out in a torrent of recrimination and tears.

There's a poem about onions," she said. "It's about how memory is like an onion—it makes you cry.

often our tears have no particular justification; they are tears for something larger about the world than any private sorrow.

There are people who are willing to suffer and swallow their tears at leisure, and God will not doubt reward them in heaven for their resignation; but those who have the will to struggle strike back at fate in retaliation for the blows they receive. Do you intend to fight back at fate, Valentine? That's what I came here to ask you. -Maximilien Morrel

You who weep for pleasures fled, While dragging on a life of care, All your woes will melt in air, If to god your tears are shed, You who Weap!

What is life? The joy of the blessed, the sorrow of the sad, and a search for death. And what is death? An inevitable happening, an uncertain pilgrimage, the tears of the living, the thief of man.

Shes crying now but shell laugh again.

When I look at my life and its secret colors, I feel like bursting into tears.

Wherever water flows, life flourishes: wherever tears fall, Divine mercy is shown.

Past mistakes cannot create a present pain; no mistake in life has the power to make us ache any more than the echo of someone crying can shed tears.

Perhaps I am just a coward who loves to laugh at life better than I do cry with it. But when I do get to crying, boy, I can roll a mean tear.