Quotes About Tears

On the day of the funeral he had stood behind me in the rain and let the water wash over him, the drops falling from the brim of his hat like tears

Yet though these ways be lost, thou hast left one, Which is, immoderate grief that she is gone. But we may 'scape that sin, yet weep as much; Our tears are due because we are not such. Some tears, that knot of friends, her death must cost, Because the chain is broke, but no link lost.

Even in the washed out light of that place, the tears in Micky's eyes glittered like the last sparks of a dying star.

My heart is empty & my life has no value anymore. Each moment a thousand tears.

Winning the World Cup is the proudest moment of my life. ... I couldn't control my tears of joy.

I'm a big crier in general. The right life insurance commercial will take me out for a couple of days.

It's a hard place this world can be. No wonder a baby cries coming in to it. Tears from the start

Of all the portions of life it is in the two twilights, childhood and age, that tears fall with the most frequency; like the dew at dawn and eve.

The search for Eden always ends in tears.

I think you should weep, now. It's time.

Just saying; Sorry, cannot compensate, and heal all the griefs and pains that one bore with its tears.

Mostly tears with the smile carry happiness and joy, tears with the cry bear grief and pain.

One cannot tear the papers of unjust and unfair policies, with its tears than effective strategies and policy systems since the trade rules all the rules accordingly the circle of distinctions.

Surely, tears are incredible and best therapy and remedy for sorrow, grief, and pain that, attack and occupy one's life.

The tears have neither language nor religion; however, transform a potent sign of the soul that, links directly with God.

Whatever a defeat is in one's way of life causes pain and tears.

No es locura, Dede, es dolor. -No derramó ni una lágrima. -Las lágrimas no son el dolor. -Sí, pero sin las lágrimas, ¿quién te asegura que el dolor existe?

forma de escuadra y un jardín lleno de plantas y de polvo. Allí no corre el tiempo: el aire quedó inmóvil después de tantas lágrimas.

She wants to ascend to the exotic, to what infatuates the sentences yet tears open the mind.

Previously, I had believed that the sadness came first, and tears were a result, but the reality was clearly more complicated, because once the tears didn't come, the sadness somehow bottomed out, became shallower. What if the way Zoloft worked was just by dehydrating you?

By a similar operation, the write-up of Wholesome Fresh moved me almost to tears. Supposedly open 24 hours, Wholesome Fresh offers pretty much everything your heart desires. Hearty sandwiches. Hot dishes. Sushi. Chocolate Sauce. Paprika. Napkins. There it was, finally on display: the gap between the idea that Wholesome Fresh promulgated about itself, in a naïve or sinister way, and what it felt like to actually be there. What a relief to see it articulated!

Weeping, a powerful physical process that was normally out of the question, became a constant possibility.

He left before she woke up—because of how disgusted he was by women's tears and prayers, "which change everything yet are really of no consequence." I thought about that a lot: about what she could have said that would have been of consequence.

That's the trouble with cookbooks. Like sex education and nuclear physics, they are founded on an illusion. They bespeak order, but they end in tears.