Whenever she felt like crying, she would instead become angry—at someone else or at herself—which meant that it was rare for her to shed tears.
Sunny held Kit, and Violet held Klaus, and for a minute the four castaways did nothing but weep, letting their tears run down their faces and into the sea, which some have said is nothing but a library of all tears in history.
When we see others cry it is difficult, not because of feeling their pain, but your own.
You stay safe, You love. You survive. You laugh and cry and struggle and sometimes you fail and sometimes you succeed. You Push.
I cried so hard after I put my cat to sleep. I guess I shouldn’t have cried so hard, because with all my sobbing, I ended up waking it up.
Some people are allergic to your success. Such people...when you smile...they cry, and wish you were dead.
When they know what makes you cry, they know what hurts you most. Don't give your enemies that." Solin, character in The Guardian by Sherrilyn Kenyon
There are thousands out there who are looking for someone like you, why should you keep on crying for that bloody motherfucker who doesn't deserve you and your love?
Every time we made love, one of us cried. Mostly it was me, out of joy, but occasionally it was her, out of despair.
Fussing over children who cry only encourages them. That's positive reinforcement for negative behavior.
They say crying makes the heart lighter
You won't transfer, right Keiichi?"
An answering smile drifted across his tanned face. "What is mine, I intend to
I am not made for despair
No tear, is a wasted tear, if it spills out for love, whether in good times or bad.
Dr. Suess said: 'Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened..'
I tell my dates: 'Don't cry because it happened, smile because it's over
Don't you dare cry. If you do, then I shall, and I refuse to allow it.
But he knew instinctively what he suggested was impossible. She'd been through so much, and held her tears back for so long, that Royce doubted that anything could force her to shed them.
Instead of hating, my heart cries mercy! Mercy on me! Mercy on me! Mercy on me!
Now it was done. He was free of Xanth forever. Free to make his own life, without being ridiculed or mothered or tempted. Free to be himself.
Bink put his face in his hands and cried.