Cry Quotes
Hence the migratory bird was about to leave then the other bird just querked and weeped
I've had enough of these streets that sweat a cold, yellow slime, of hostile people, of crying myself to sleep every night. I've had enough of thinking, enough of remembering.
Instead of hating, my heart cries mercy! Mercy on me! Mercy on me! Mercy on me!
If you are not satisfied with the things you have got then stop crying and start working and go get those things that will satisfy you.
Stop your whining. If you are frightened, be silent. Whining is for prey. It attracts predators. And you are not prey.
Oh yes, even I cry. Just not over you. Who is "you?" The one who has to ask or the one who doesn't?
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
Love more, hurt less. Laugh more, cry less. Live more, worry less. Give more, take less. Hug more, fight less. And most important.. Remember that we are all one! We are love! I LOVE YOU ALL!
Incessant smiling is one of the deadly tools used by someone whose intent is to make others cry.
She was dry, dry inside like a ten-thousand-year-old tomb, with the last of her life barely dampening the dirt underneath.
When you get everything you wanted, I think maybe you do have to be a little grateful for the people who got you there.. whether or not they thought they were doing you any favors at the time.
Take time to laugh, to talk, to hug, and to cry. These are the human relief valves.
A friend is he who can feel your heart's beating and dance with it when it is joyful, cry with it when it is torn, and inspire when it is in need.
She lit fire to the bridges and forts she built all these years, and she walked into it smiling and tears rolling down her cheeks.
Put my head under my pillow, and let the quiet put things where they are supposed to be.
Those million mistakes you did may not make you cry, but the ones you dint try might make you to.
He cried, almost entire night. He cried alone in his small shed. That was only game that he could play without needing another person to participate.
She cried aloud, with a great mourning cry for all that she had never known in this life, and the agony of a bereavement unguessed till this moment.
I played back every empty sigh, every night I slept alone, and saw what I never wanted to see before - a lost girl crying out to me for help. I just noticed too late.
We want books that are written for those of us who doubt everything, who cry over the least little thing, who are startled by the slightest noise.
When we see others cry it is difficult, not because of feeling their pain, but your own.
Thanksgiving was nothing more than a pilgrim-created obstacle in the way of Christmas
She screamed. Her screaming was beautiful. But, truth be told he missed the crying.
If your eyes can not cry, then your gut will."The head and heart may be in denial of your human needs, but the gut will always carry the wisdom of your needs met and unmet, and thusly respond.
When a single cat let loose a war cry, it was an unsettling sound. When two cats suddenly wailed at each other in a similar fashion, it was downright unne
Crying doesn't make you weak. There's sixteen years of tears in that body of yours, and you have to let some of it go.
An answering smile drifted across his tanned face. "What is mine, I intend tokeep.
God will hear your cry even when your voice can't shout out loud unto him. He will see your tears even when can no longer shed any.
I cry as the laughter inside me drowns and descends into the water with the ghosts of our union.
Sometimes you want to cry but the tears deceive you, but at other, you just want to hold the tears but they disobey you.
When was the last time you had a good belly-shaking-tear-jerking-snot-producing laugh?That long?
To some life is a complaint, to some it is a competition and to some it is a conquest.
Indeed, there is something in this valley, some spirit and some life, and much to talk about in the huts. Although nothing has come yet, something is here already.
He placed his hand on Willem's arm. 'Willem, don't cry.''I'm not going to, ' he said. 'I can do other things in life besides cry, you know, ' although he was no longer sure that was even true.
They wouldn’t have understood if they found him crying, when he woke and remembered all at once that he had once had a wife and child, so they never found him this way.
