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Quotes About Tears

But any great happiness is a bright light, a challenge to fate to do its worst. There must not be people who are too happy. They would discourage all the rest, to whom life grants nothing more than unexceptional moments, intermittent joys, roses that have to be watered with tears.
~ Georges Rodenbach
Why does our host always have tears in his eyes after sex? Due to the pepper spray.
~ Ji'll Schall
In durance vile here must I wake and weep, And all my frowsy couch in sorrow steep.
~ James Drummond Burns
Nature, like man, sometimes weeps for gladness.
~ Anonymous
Life is made up of sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating.
~ O. Henry
The busy have no time for tears.
~ Lord Byron
For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile.
~ Thomas Campbell
It is some relief to weep; grief is satisfied and carried off by tears.
~ Ovid
Tears are the silent language of grief.
~ Voltaire
Words that weep, and tears that speak.
~ Abraham Cowley
This world is all a fleeting show, For man's illusion given; The smiles of joy, the tears of woe, Deceitful shine, deceitful flow, - There's nothing true but Heaven.
~ George Moore
Worry never climbed a hill, worry never paid a bill, Worry never dried a tear, worry never calmed a fear, Worry never darned a heel, worry never cooked a meal, It never led a horse to water, nor ever did a thing it "oughter."
~ Anonymous
I tu je bilo mnogo žena koje su sve odreda plakale, iako nisu imale nikog svoga me?u ovima koji odlaze. Jer, svaka ima ponešto zbog ?ega može uvek da zapla?e, a najsla?e se pla?e povodom tu?e žalosti.
~ Ivo Andri?
beautiful soul weeps deep~
~ Ivo Andric
Nascose la testa fra le mani e pianse senza ritegno. Le lacrime le rigavano le guance, restando intrappolate tra le perle e i diamanti di girocollo. Si sentiva così sola.
~ J. R. Ward
Honestly, what the hell is destiny going to want from me now?" "The same as any endeavor. Blood, sweat, and tears." "That's it," Tohr said dryly. "And here I was thinking it could just be an arm or a leg.
~ J. R. Ward, Lover Reborn
She rubbed away tears, but couldn't stop them. "And he's talking about visitations and miracles, and I'm thinking: But what about before? What about the terror and the pain and the horrible helplessness? What about that? Because I'm not dead, and I can still feel it. Do you have to be dead not to feel it anymore?" Her voice broke. Roarke felt the crack in his own heart.
~ J.D. Robb
A strong woman's tears can cut a man to ribbons faster than a knife.
~ J.D. Robb
Whenever she cried, he thought, it was a storm, a passionate tumult. Rarely were there a few easy, quiet tears for Eve. Rarely was anything easy for Eve.
~ J.D. Robb
His cheeks were slick with tears that spilled over his diamond eyes, a ceaseless flow he neither noticed nor appeared to care about. And she had a feeling it was going to be a while before the leaking stopped-an inner artery had been nicked and this was the blood of his heart, spilling out of him, covering him.
~ J.R. Ward
I cannae believe you let me touch you." His voice grew hoarse. "I shall remember this for all my nights." Tears speared into her eyes. Dearest Virgin Scribe, for all her life, she had waited for a moment like this…. "Do not cry." His thumb went to her cheeks. "Beautiful female of worth, do not cry.
~ J.R. Ward
There was no reply. So Z glanced over again - just as a tear slide down Phury's cheek. Ah...fuck, Z muttered. Yeah. Pretty much. Another tear rolled out of Phury's eye. God...damn. I'm leaking. Okay, brace yourself. Phury scrubbed his face with his palms. Why? Because... I think I'm going to try to hug you.
~ J.R. Ward
She did nothing to try to control the shakes that rattled her body,and didn't attempt to stop herself from crying. Tears left both of her eyes at the far corners,slipping out and flowing over her temples.Some landed in her ears. Some eased down her neck and were absorbed by the pillow.Others clouded her vision,as if they didn't want to leave home.
~ J.R. Ward
From out of nowhere, she had an image of some poor human in a FedEx Office branch getting an eyeful and a half of the mostly naked fallen angel. Without warning, she started to laugh so hard, tears came to her eyes. The good kind of tears, that was. And as she gave herself up to the angel's ridiculousness, Lass just say there on the couch, staring up at Melrose Place, a sly, quiet smile on his beautiful, deranged face. What an angel he was, she thought to herself. A total angel.
~ J.R. Ward