Quotes About Tears

Nu exista boala de care nu ne-ar vindeca o lacrima ce-ar începe sa cînte...

Voi ajunge vreodata atat de pur, ca nu ma voi putea oglindi decat in lacrimi de sfinti?

Bach: a scale of tears upon which our desires for God ascend.

Sunt lacrimi care sfredelesc p?mântul È™i r?sar ca aÈ™tri pe alte t?râmuri. Cine ne-o fi plâns stelele noastre? Dar eu îmi caut lacrimile pe întunericul atâtor ceruri...

Sunt lacrimi care sfredelesc p?mântul ÅŸi r?sar ca aÅŸtrii pe alte ceruri. Cine ne-o fi plâns stelele noastre?

Stadiu final al tristeÅ£ii: nu mai exist? deosebire între lacrimi ÅŸi pietre. Inima devine stânc?, iar pe sânge patineaz? dracii. Doamne! mai ai vreun loc prin paradis?

Plictiseala- absenÅ£a de muzic? a materiei Melancolia- muzic? înconÅŸtient? a sufletului Extazul- delirul spiritului Lacrimile- muzica sub forma materiei

De ce s? mai pui probleme, s? arunci lumini sau s? accepÅ£i umbre? N-ar fi mai bine s?-mi îngrop lacrimile într-un nisip la marginea m?rii, în cea mai deplin? singur?tate? Dar n-am plîns niciodat?, fiindc? lacrimile s-au transformat în gînduri. Åži nu sînt gîndurile acestea tot atîta de amare ca lacrimile?

Egyptian monks who dug their own graves in order to shed tears within them, if I were to dig mine now, all I would drop in there would be cigarette butts.

I cannot differentiate between tears and music' (Nietzsche). Whoever is not immediately struck by the profundity of this statement has not lived for a minute in the intimacy of music. I know no other music than that of tears. Born out of the loss of paradise, music gives birth to the symbols of this loss: tears.

There are tears which pierce through the earth and rise as stars in other skies. I wonder who has wept our stars?

Life is not, and death is a dream. Suffering has invented them both as self-justification. Man alone is torn between an unreality and an illusion. — Emil M. Cioran, Tears and Saints . (University Of Chicago Press; Reprint edition July 6, 1998) Originally published 1937.

I'm wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there: not seeing it dimly through tears, and yearning for it through the walls of an aching heart: but really with it, and in it.

A lovely woman rolls up The delicate bamboo blind. She sits deep within, Twitching her moth eyebrows. Who may it be That grieves her heart? On her face one sees Only the wet traces of tears.

Could it actually be true that tears help people to heal?

Jeder Mensch hat dieses kleine schwache Etwas, das zitternd am Boden seines Herzens liegt, und bisweilen ist es sicher besser, es hochzunehmen, sich darum zu kümmern und den Tränen freien Lauf zu lassen.

It was as if his tears had nowhere to go, they were meant for god alone.

Non ero triste per qualcosa in particolare, piangevo per tante cose insieme.

Floating in a dream, I watched her walk away. That she had come to me at the end of a long night of misery made me want to cry tears of joy. I wanted to tell her: "How happy I am that you came to me like an apparition in that bluish mist. Now everything around me will be a little bit better when I wake up." At last I was able to fall asleep.

Penso che non potrò dimenticare la bellezza del suo pianto. Ti faceva sentire che l'anima racchiude qualcosa di prezioso.

Pero ¿no están corriendo las lágrimas por mis mejillas y caen a goterones sobre mi pecho? Me sorprendió. Pensé que el funcionamiento de mi cuerpo se había estropeado. Igual que cuando una está muy borracha y las lágrimas van saliendo, una tras otra, sin parar, por algo que no tiene relación con una misma.

I had never cried this way in my life. As the hot tears poured out, I remembered that I had never had a proper cry over my grandmother's death. I had a feeling that I wasn't crying over any one sad thing, but rather for many.

Había sido un día agotador. Pero llorar me había aliviado mucho y pronto me vistió un sueño apacible.

It was true that she jumped to conclusions and that her life was a mess - even her earlier stint as a salesman had been a failure. I was aware of all that, but the beauty of her tears was something I would not soon forget. She made me realise that the human heart is something very precious.