Quotes About Tears

Il n'est rien qui tente mes larmes que les larmes.

Sorbi cupa vieÅ£ii. Dar când sorbi, Pe dalbele-i chenare, Din ochii-nchiÅŸi, din ochii orbi, Curg lacrimile-amare. Când de pe ochi, pe-al morÅ£ii prag Smulgi ultima n?fram?, Vezi c? ÅŸi ce Å£i-a fost mai drag Ca v?lul se destram? Åži c? în golu-i aurit Din cupa cea m?iastr? Doar visul nostru l-am sorbit - Ea, nu era a noastr?. (Lermontov - Cupa vieÅ£ii )

Kitsch causes two tears to flow in quick succession. The first tear says: How nice to see children running on the grass! The second tear says: How nice to be moved, together with all mankind, by children running on the grass!

He took her in his arms and lifted her up. She looked at him and he noticed only now that her eyes were full of tears. He pressed her to him. She understood that he loved her and this suddenly filled her with sadness. She felt sad that he loved her so much, and she felt like crying.

Kitsch causes two tears to flow in quick succession. The first tear says: How nice to see children running on the grass! The second tear says: How nice to be moved, together with all mankind, by children running on the grass! It is the second tear that makes kitsch kitsch. The brotherhood of man on earth wil be possible on a basis of kitsch.

Kitsch is the translation of the stupidity of received ideas into the language of beauty and feeling. It moves us to tears of compassion for ourselves, for the banality of what we think and feel.

lacrimile erau pentru el acea senzaÈ›ie în care omul se dizolv? atunci când nu mai vrea s? se mulÈ›umeasc? s? fie om, È™i când doreÈ™te s? se elibereze de limitele naturii sale; avea sentimentul c?, prin mijlocirea lacrimilor, omul se descotoroseÈ™te de natura sa material?, de fiinÈ›a sa sfârÈ™it?, contopindu-se cu dep?rt?rile, devenind el însuÈ™i f?r? de sfârÈ™it.

They say that love and tears are learned without any master; and I may say that there is no great need of studying at the court to learn envy and revenge.

Now no joy but lacks salt That is not dashed with pain And weariness and fault; I crave the stain Of tears, the aftermark Of almost too much love, The sweet of bitter bark And burning clove.

How many a holy and obsequious tear hath dear religious love stolen from mine eye, as interest of the dead!

So sweet was ne'er so fatal. I must weep. But they are creul tears. This sorrow's heavenly; it strikes where it doth love.

She gave me eyes, she gave me ears; And humble cares, and delicate fears; A heart, the fountain of sweet tears; And love and thought and joy.

The night swelled with magic; not the beneficent kind of love-magic that sweeps couples away, but the kind of magic that rips and tears, the enchantment that creeps out of the woods and pounces.

The Stovepipe is a memoir full of laughter and tears and a moving story of sisterly love as well as their will to survive.

in God alone is love without tears, and of eternal duration.

Nothing lasts forever, ' Richie repeated. He looked up at Bill, and Bill saw tears cut slowly through the dirt on Richie's cheeks.'Except maybe for love, ' Ben said.'And desire, ' Beverly said.

In secret we met -In silence I grieve, That thy heart could forget, Thy spirit deceive.If I should meet theeAfter long years, How should I greet thee? -With silence and tears

When your tears become invisible, disappear

I didn't want to cry in front of you."He wiped away the tears with the pad of his thumb. in front of me.

And when he kisses me it feels a bit like fear and tastes a bit like tears, but it's as bright and sweet as sherbet, and I decide to call it joy.

When angels' tears do flood the earth, the gates of hell shall see rebirth. Wheh the demise of angels doth impend, the human boy shall meet his end' Halo -Alexandra Adornetto

And then he cried, till he laughed again, and laughed and cried together, just as a woman does. I

que todos bailemos al son de la tonada que ella toca. Corazones sangrantes, y secos huesos en los cementerios, y lágrimas que queman al caer..., todos bailan juntos la misma música que ella ejecuta con esa boca sin risa que posee.

I felt it all the more, like unshed tears.