I thought about how often this was needed in everyday life. How we feel lonely, sometimes to the point of tears, but we don't let those tears come because we are not supposed to cry.
My tears simply broke through the fragile wallthat had held them, and with a terrible feeling of shame, I laid my head upon the table and let them drain out of me.
To cry was to release all sorts of ugly little pressures and tensions. Like waking out of a long, dark dream to a sun-filled day.
Tears are the summer showers to the soul.
A drop of sense can save you an ocean of tears.
Sometimes when you dig deep into the past, you shed uncontrollable tears.
I have seen what a laugh can do. It can transform almost unbearable tears into something bearable, even hopeful.
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.
Will you not weep?I do not have the time for tears.
slow down, oh sweet tearsflowing nectar...down my lashes' tipssomedaysomeone will kiss you away,even before you can reach my lips.
How many secrets you can save?How many tears you can endure?How many fakes smiles can give?When all you want is tell the truth,shed all tears savedand stop giving false smiles.
Teach me, O Lord, to glory in my cross. Teach me the value of my thorns. Show me how I have climbed to You through my path of pain. Show me that it is through my tears that I have seen rainbows.
Tears will not fill your stomach; Tears will not bring kindness. If you have time to shed tears, laugh; someone will be willing to look at a hearty smile more then a tear soaked sponge.
If I can see pain in your eyes then share with me your tears. If I can see joy in your eyes then share with me your smile.
Crying in the rain. No one sees your tears and your pain gets washed away.
The only way to find peace is to face the unknown and trust that God has heard your tears.
Tears are not a mark of weakness. They are Just a proof that your heart is alive.
A beadlet dribbles down her cheek to wake a wet remembrance where the insincere took hold to empty forth her wounded heart.
It is little men know of women their smiles and their tears alike are seldom what they seem.
Blade, she thought. I swallowed it; now cuts my loins forever. Punishment. Married to a Jew and shacking up with a German assassin. She felt tears again in her eyes, boiling. For all I have committed....
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