Umbrellas raining upon me, as these cloudy tears give me shelter.
She is that maze,the one you would love to chase.She is the faith,quite missing nowadays.And her heart is a rave,with hopeless barricades.She is the one,whose tears flow,just as lavishly,as her laught...
Use your tears to water the garden of your dreams.
But hers was a strange heart, sad in its very nature, and she could never weep and ease it as other women do, for her tears never brought her comfort.
Jennifer Merrick had stored all her tears inside her, and her pride and courage would never permit her to break down and shed them.
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...
Don't be ashamed to weep; 'tis right to grieve. Tears are only water, and flowers, trees, and fruit cannot grow without water. But there must be sunlight also. A wounded heart will heal in time, and w...
Happiness & Sadness are two contemporary stages in life. A wise man overcomes sadness with his wisdom, and a foolish man faces it with tears.
One who does not deserve your tears does not deserve your heart.
Tears are the natural penalties of pleasure. It is a law that we should pay for all that we enjoy.
She wept a river of tears holy water, sent to soften the sharp edges of sorrow a gentle hollowing out, carving new chambers in her hearta hallowed vessel for holding sacred, the tears of others...
Love is that indefinable moment of brokenheartedness when you cry and someone weeps with your tears
Delicious tears! The heart's own dew.
Tears are not a sign of weakness. They are a sign of compassion.
She had a dream, quite singular, dearest to her heart.She had a dream, quite eccentric, treasured in her soul.She nurtured it, she cuddled it and kept it covered in the twinkle of her eye and waited p...
Next to a circus there ain't nothing that packs up and tears out faster than the Christmas spirit.
That stranger handed me a letter written in my beloved's tears. I opened it, and the letters faded away just like his love for me.
The cure for anything is salt water. Sweat, tears, or the ocean.
She looked into the mirror, wiping the mascara that was running down her cheeks with her tears and she saw him standing behind her. With that smile he always had. She touched his reflection and turned...
Don't envy my smile because it took me a lot of tears to get it. So when you see the glory, ask for the story.