The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same is true of the laugh.
Samuel BeckettTags: inspirational crying equilibrium tears
That same night, I wrote my first short story. It took me thirty minutes. It was a dark little tale about a man who found a magic cup and learned that if he wept into the cup, his tears turned into pearls. But even though he had always been poor, he was a happy man and rarely shed a tear. So he found ways to make himself sad so that his tears could make him rich. As the pearls piled up, so did his greed grow. The story ended with the man sitting on a mountain of pearls, knife in hand, weeping helplessly into the cup with his beloved wife's slain body in his arms.
Khaled HosseiniTags: wealth contentment sorrow tears poverty greed cring fables
We need never be ashamed of our tears.
Charles DickensTags: sorrow shame crying tears
I find you
in these tears, few,
useless and here at last.
Don't come back.
Tags: tears
Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts. I was better after I had cried, than before--more sorry, more aware of my own ingratitude, more gentle.
Charles DickensTags: sorrow shame crying tears heartfelt
It's so curious: one can resist tears and 'behave' very well in the hardest hours of grief. But then someone makes you a friendly sign behind a window, or one notices that a flower that was in bud only yesterday has suddenly blossomed, or a letter slips from a drawer... and everything collapses.
ColetteTags: friends love curiosity smile flowers tears grief letter collapse friendly
My tears brought no sense of release or relief. Their flight felt like the lightest, coldest touch of a departing lover.
Anne GiardiniTags: tears sad relief lover release
And tears came before he could stop them, boiling hot then instantly freezing on his face, and what was the point in wiping them off? Or pretending? He let them fall.
J.K. RowlingBeauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.
Edgar Allan PoeTags: beauty soul tears sensitive
When someone is crying, of course, the noble thing to do is to comfort them. But if someone is trying to hide their tears, it may also be noble to pretend you do not notice them.
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