Crying Quotes - Page 5

I don’t know why it was, exactly, but nothing irritated my father quite like the sound of his children’s happiness. Group crying, he could stand, but group laughing was asking for it, especially at the dinner table.

Crying relieves pressure on soul.

The worst kind of crying wasn't the kind everyone could see- the wailing on street corners, the tearing at clothes. No, the worst kind happened when your soul wept and no matter what you did, there was no way to comfort it.

If neither crying nor laughing can change my circumstances, then I rather go through them laughing.

دائماً نحن نعرف عن الآخرين أكثر من معرفتهم عن كمّ المعلومات التي نعرفها نحن عنهم.

One must be honest with himself. Then it will be much better than it is now.

there are two word in my world first love the strongest and second chance quotes.

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

We can cry for years but sometimes gotta smile too.

I have been crying," she replied, simply, "and it has done me good. It helps a woman you know, just as swearing helps a man.

Men say," Liz reaches for her scissors, "'I can't endure it when women cry'-just as people say, 'I can't endure this wet weather.' As if it were nothing to do with the men at all, the crying. Just one of those things that happen.

By the way, don't 'weep inwardly' and get a sore throat. If you must weep, weep: a good honest howl! I suspect we - and especially, my sex - don't cry enough now-a-days. Aeneas and Hector and Beowulf, Roland and Lancelot blubbered like schoolgirls, so why shouldn't we?

As my father talked, tears dripped down the side of his face like candle wax. The sight shocked me; until that moment, I had assumed men were as incapable of crying as they were of having babies.

I could feel the tears brimming and sloshing in me like water in a glass that is unsteady and too full.

When she enters the room she immediately shuts the window and draws the shade with a quick, hard pull. Then she throws herself down on the bed, and the sobbing starts all over again. It's as if she can't sob when she's not in a lying position - either that or she has to start sobbing the moment she lies down.

A night of crying has silenced me. This morning it seems the whole world is against me. I've never before felt so barren, so empty. I've never before thought the daylight to be ... my enemy. My enemy.

I woke up feeling alone, so lonely. The night before, I had cried myself to sleep. I lay there on the floor, listening to the tube trains passing beneath me. I thought, All those hundreds and thousands and millions of people. London, London - I hate you. I picked myself up and got ready.