Quotes About Wailing

No more weeping and wailing. No more weeping and wailing. I'm going home to meet my Soul.

When you think of ghosts wailing and suffering, you don't think of it as constant and eternal, do you? Bit of wailing around midnight, chain rattling and a cold breeze, grab an ankle on the stairs now and again to really get them shitting themselves, then you're on about your day, aren't you?

Sometime during eternity some guys show up and one of them who shows up real late is a kind of carpenter from some square-type place like Galilee and he starts wailing and claiming he is hep to who made heaven and earth and that the cat who really laid it on us is his Dad

The train could be stopped with a red flag, but by ordinary it appeared out of the devastated hills with apparitionlike suddenness and wailing like a banshee, athward and past that little less-than-village like a forgotten bead from a broken string.

He came obediently, wailing, that slow hoarse sound that ships make, that seems to begin before the sound itself has started, seems to cease before the sound itself has stopped.

And he could still listen to the far-off plaint of a train horn as the express rolled through the night, wailing through a darkness lit solely by moon and fireflies;

hurrying out the sliding doors pushing her purloined baggage cart—purse perched on top—hadn't been such a smart idea. But she'd only turned away for a moment to offer aid to a "mama"-wailing toddler, and when she'd turned

You are a Chosen Man. You are Parmenion, the Death of Nations. A hundred thousand souls will you send to the dark river, screaming and wailing, lamenting their fate. It is right and just that you should know your choices.

Aaaaaaaagh!" I screamed, emerging from the wards and onto Murphy's front lawn, chock-full of new insight as to why ghosts are always moaning or wailing when they come popping out of somebody's wall or floor. Not much mystery there—it freaking hurts.

O that we had, to make our woes more public, Seas in our eyes, and brazen tongues by nature, A yelling voice, and hearts composed of sorrow, Breath made of flames, wits knowing naught but damage, Our sports murd'ring ourselves, our musics wailing, Our studies fixed upon the falls of fortune.

Washed, anointed, oiled, combed and curled, catered for and courted by lovely attendants, and his purpose crowned by a miraculous concatenation of convenient conditions, Bonaventura's instinctive reaction, when he heard this unusual wailing in the rafters of the roof above him and this long-drawn melancholy moaning in the corridors and landings and stairways and cellars beneath him, was simply to feel peevishly annoyed with the God he worshipped.

Did Owen say your grandmother was a banshee? He said she was 'wailing like a banshee,' I explained. Dan got out the dictionary , then; he was clucking his tongue and shaking his head, and laughing at himself saying, That boy! What a boy! Brilliant but preposterous! And that was the first time I learned, literally, what a banshee was--a banshee, in Irish folklore, is a female spirit whose wailing is a sign that a loved one will soon die.

Clouds of black birds rose up wailing and screaming, like the thoughts of my heart.

The cuckoo shows melancholia, not madness. Like Byron, he goes about wailing his sad lot, and now and then dropping an egg into someone else's nest.

Moaning Myrtle's Bathroom

Do your things on earth as your heart commands! When there comes to you that day of mourning, The Weary-hearted hears not their mourning, Wailing saves no man from the pit!

Men said afterward that no blacker night had ever fallen...The wind roared through the city, ripping up slates, clawing at the houses until those within feared that not a wall would stand until morning. They thought they heard voices wailing high above the earth, and those who peered out swore that they saw terrible things as the north wind, the demon wind, bore southward the nightmares of a dying land.

During the night Pharaoh got up—he and all his officials and all the Egyptians—and there was loud wailing in Egypt; for there was no house without someone dead.

My eyes see the downfall of my enemies; my ears hear the wailing of my wicked foes.

For their outcry echoes to the border of Moab. Their wailing reaches Eglaim; it is heard in Beer-elim.

On that day the Lord GOD of Hosts called for weeping and wailing, for shaven heads and the wearing of sackcloth.

This is the burden against Tyre: Wail, O ships of Tarshish, for Tyre is laid waste, without house or harbor. Word has reached them from the land of Cyprus.

For the sound of wailing is heard from Zion: ëHow devastated we are! How great is our shame! For we have abandoned the land because our dwellings have been torn down.í”

Hear the cry of the shepherds, the wailing of the leaders of the flock, for the LORD is destroying their pasture.