Tears

"Dear Lord, though I be changed to senseless clay, And serve the Potter as he turn his wheel, I thank Thee for the gracious gift of tears!"

"Crying doesn't mean you are [a] good man. It doesn't mean you have a lot of passion. It's about the passion that's within your heart, it's not about your eyes, not about the tears."

"Never fear to weep; For tears are summer showers to the soul, To keep it fresh and green."

"Astronomers have built telescopes which can show myriads of stars unseen before; but when a man looks through a tear in his own eye, that is a lens which opens reaches in the unknown, and reveals orbs which no telescope, however skilfully constructed, could do ; nay, which brings to view even the throne of God, and pierces the nebulous distance where are those eternal verities in which true life consists."

"A lady's tears are silent orators."

"She was a good deal shock'd; not shock'd at tears, For women shed and use them at their liking; But there is something when man's eye appears Wet, still more disagreeable and striking."

"Crying for no reason, feel the tears roll down I felt strong but am I breaking now? Crying for no reason 'cause I buried it deep I made promises I could not keep 'Cause I never faced all the pain I caused Now the pain is hitting me full force."

"Baptism is the washing away of evils that were in us before, but sins committed after baptism are washed away by tears."

"Eyes are vocal, tears have tongues, And there be words not made with lungs; Sententious showers, O, let them fall, Their cadence is rhetorical."

"how many ears must one man have/Before he can hear people cry?/The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind"

"First pray for the gift of tears, so that through sorrowing you may tame what is savage in your soul. And having confessed your transgressions to the Lord, you will obtain forgiveness from Him."

"So often Egypt, Iraq and Syria and other areas in the ooze tears."

"I may cry, ruining my makeup Wash away all the things you've taken And I don't care if I don't look pretty Big girls cry when their hearts are breaking"

"Her face with little drops was wet Like pansy petals after rain."

"My ardours for emprize nigh lost Since life has bared its bones to me, I shrink to seek a modern coast Whose riper times have yet to be; Where the new regions claim them free From that long drip of human tears Which peoples old in tragedy Have left upon the centuried years."

"With that I heard a loud voice from the throne say: “Look! The tent of God is with mankind, and he will reside with them, and they will be his people. And God himself will be with them. And he will wipe out every tear from their eyes, and death will be no more, neither will mourning nor outcry nor pain be anymore. The former things have passed away.”"

"There is a sacredness in tears. They are not a mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, of unspeakable love. If there were wanting any arguments to prove that man is not mortal, I would look for it in the strong convulsive emotions of the breast, when the soul has been deeply agitated, when the fountains of feeling are arising, and when the tears are gushing forth in crystal streams. Oh, speak not harshly to the stricken one, weeping in silence. Break not the deep solemnity by rude laughter or intrusive footsteps. Despise not woman’s tears – they are what made an angel. Scoff not if the stern heart of manhood is sometimes melted to tears – they are what help to elevate him above the brute. I love to see tears of affection. They are painful tokens but still most holy. There is a pleasure in tears—an awful pleasure. If there were none on earth to shed a tear for me, I should be loath to live; and if no one might weep over my grave I could never die in peace."

"My tears are buried in my heart, like cave-locked fountains sleeping."

"Teardrop on the fire; fearless on my breath."

"Thrice he assay'd, and, thrice in spite of scorn, Tears, such as angels weep, burst forth."

"The glorious Angel, who was keeping The gates of Light, beheld her weeping; And, as he nearer drew and listen'd To her sad song, a tear-drop glisten'd Within his eyelids, like the spray From Eden's fountain, where it lies On the blue flow'r, which—Bramins say— Blooms nowhere but in Paradise."

"Sweet tears! the awful language, eloquent Of infinite affection; far too big For words."

"But woe awaits a country, when She sees the tears of bearded men."

"'Tis the best brine a maiden can season her praise in."

"The tears live in an onion that should water this sorrow."

"The big round tears Coursed one another down his innocent nose In piteous chase."

"I had not so much of man in me, And all my mother came into my eyes, And gave me up to tears."

"With sad unhelpful tears; and with dimm'd eyes Look after him, and cannot do him good."

"I cannot weep; for all my body's moisture Scarce serves to quench my furnace-burning heart."

"See, see what showers arise, Blown with the windy tempest of my heart."

"What I should say My tears gainsay; for every word I speak, Ye see, I drink the water of mine eyes."

"I am about to weep; but, thinking that We are a queen, or long have dream'd so, certain The daughter of a king, my drops of tears I'll turn to sparks of fire."

"I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forc'd me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman."

"He has strangled His language in his tears."

"If you have tears, prepare to shed them now."

"No, I'll not weep: I have full cause of weeping; but this heart Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws Or ere I'll weep."

"There she shook The holy water from her heavenly eyes, And clamour moisten'd."

"When we are born we cry that we are come To this great stage of fools."

"That instant shut My woeful self up in a mourning house, Raining the tears of lamentation."

"My plenteous joys, Wanton in fullness, seek to hide themselves In drops of sorrow."

"And he, a marble to her tears, is washed with them, but relents not."

"Did he break into tears? In great measure. A kind overflow of kindness: there are no faces truer than those that are so washed."

"If that the earth could teem with woman's tears, Each drop she falls would prove a crocodile."

"One, whose subdu'd eyes, Albeit unused to the melting mood, Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees Their medicinal gum."

"Those eyes of thine from mine have drawn salt tears, Sham'd their aspect with store of childish drops."

"The liquid drops of tears that you have shed Shall come again, transform'd to orient pearl, Advantaging their loan with interest Of ten times double gain of happiness."

"If the boy have not a woman's gift To rain a shower of commanded tears, An onion will do well for such a shift."

"Then fresh tears Stood on her cheeks, as doth the honey-dew Upon a gather'd lily almost wither'd."

"Eye-offending brine."

"Why, man, if the river were dry, I am able to fill it with my tears: if the wind were down, I could drive the boat with my sighs."

"I so lively acted with my tears That my poor mistress, moved therewithal, Wept bitterly."

"Life could not be lived wet, whether it be in rain or tears."

"I try to laugh about it Cover it all up with lies I try and laugh about it Hiding the tears in my eyes Because boys don't cry Boys don't cry"

"The big round tears run down his dappled face; He groans in anguish."

"Once again, I experienced that overwhelming joy in the universe that I had felt in London outside the V and A. But this time, my consciousness of the world seemed larger, more complex. It was the mystic's sensation of oneness, of everything blending into everything else. Everything I looked at reminded me of something else, which also became present to my consciousness, as if I were simultaneously seeing a million worlds and smelling a million scents and hearing a million sounds-- not mixed up, but each separate and clear. I was overwhelmed with a sense of my smallness in the face of this vast, beautiful, objective universe, this universe whose chief miracle is that it exists, as well as myself. It is no dream, but a great garden in which life is trying to obtain a foothold. I experienced a desire to burst into tears of gratitude; then I controlled it, and the feeling subsided into a calm sense of immense, infinite beauty."

"I have been told tears are the body's weapon against pain. Having never wept, I hope yours to be happy."

"Lorenzo! hast thou ever weigh'd a sigh? Or studied the philosophy of tears?— * * * * * Hast thou descended deep into the breast, And seen their source? If not, descend with me, And trace these briny riv'lets to their springs."

"Fons lacrymarum."

"We weep when we are born, Not when we die!"

"Filius istarum lacrymarum."

"And friends, dear friends,—when it shall be That this low breath is gone from me, And round my bier ye come to weep, Let One, most loving of you all, Say, "Not a tear must o'er her fall; He giveth His beloved sleep.""

"Thank God for grace, Ye who weep only! If, as some have done, Ye grope tear-blinded in a desert place And touch but tombs,—look up! Those tears will run Soon in long rivers down the lifted face, And leave the vision clear for stars and sun."

"So bright the tear in Beauty's eye, Love half regrets to kiss it dry."

"Oh! too convincing—dangerously dear— In woman's eye the unanswerable tear! That weapon of her weakness she can wield, To save, subdue—at once her spear and shield."

"What gem hath dropp'd, and sparkles o'er his chain? The tear most sacred, shed for other's pain, That starts at once—bright pure—from Pity's mine, Already polish'd by the hand divine!"

"There is a tear for all who die, A mourner o'er the humblest grave."

"A stoic of the woods,—a man without a tear."

"For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile."

"We look through gloom and storm-drift Beyond the years: The soul would have no rainbow Had the eyes no tears."

"Nihil enim lacryma citius arescit."

"Words that weep and tears that speak."

"And the tear that is wiped with a little address, May be follow'd perhaps by a smile."

"No radiant pearl, which crested Fortune wears, No gem that twinkling hangs from Beauty's ears, Not the bright stars which Night's blue arch adorn, Nor rising suns that gild the vernal morn, Shine with such lustre as the tear that flows Down Virtue's manly cheek for others' woes."

"What precious drops are those, Which silently each other's track pursue, Bright as young diamonds in their infant dew?"

"Weep no more, nor sigh, nor groan, Sorrow calls no time that's gone: Violets plucked the sweetest rain Makes not fresh nor grow again."

"The tear forgot as soon as shed, The sunshine of the breast."

"Ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears."

"And weep the more, because I weep in vain."

"Never a tear bedims the eye That time and patience will not dry."

"Accept these grateful tears! for thee they flow, For thee, that ever felt another's woe!"

"My tears must stop, for every drop Hinders needle and thread."

"Oh! would I were dead now, Or up in my bed now, To cover my head now And have a good cry!"

"Si vis me flere, dolendum est Primum ipsi tibi."

"Hinc illæ lacrymæ."

"If the man who turnips cries, Cry not when his father dies, 'Tis a proof that he had rather Have a turnip than his father."

"On parent knees, a naked new-born child Weeping thou sat'st while all around thee smiled; So live, that sinking in thy last long sleep Calm thou may'st smile, while all around thee weep."

"E'en like the passage of an angel's tear That falls through the clear ether silently."

"All kin' o' smily round the lips An' teary roun' the lashes."

"Tell me, ye wingèd winds That round my pathway roar, Know ye not some spot Where mortals weep no more?"

"Without the meed of some melodious tear."

"O dear, dear Jeanie Morrison, The thochts o' bygane years Still fling their shadows ower my path, And blind my een wi' tears."

"Peter deny'd His Lord and cry'd."

"If you go over desert and mountain, Far into the country of Sorrow, To-day and to-night and to-morrow, And maybe for months and for years; You shall come with a heart that is bursting For trouble and toiling and thirsting, You shall certainly come to the fountain At length,—to the Fountain of Tears."

"Interdum lacrymæ pondera vocis habent."

"Flere licet certe: flendo diffundimus iram: Perque sinum lacrimæ, fluminis instar enim."

"Est quædam flere voluptas; Expletur lacrymis egeriturque dolor."

"Behold who ever wept, and in his tears Was happier far than others in their smiles."

"Sweet drop of pure and pearly light; In thee the rays of Virtue shine; More calmly clear, more mildly bright, Than any gem that gilds the mine."

"The tear, down childhood's cheek that flows, Is like the dewdrop on the rose; When next the summer breeze comes by And waves the bush, the flower is dry."

"The silver key of the fountain of tears."

"Heaven is not gone, but we are blind with tears, Groping our way along the downward slope of Years!"

"There are bitter tears in human flesh."

"That which matches my tears hurts my heart alike."

"Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depths of some divine despair."

"Why wilt thou ever scare me with thy tears, And make me tremble lest a saying learnt, In days far-off, on that dark earth, be true? The gods themselves cannot recall their gifts."

"Two aged men, that had been foes for life, Met by a grave, and wept—and in those tears They washed away the memory of their strife; Then wept again the loss of all those years."

"The tears of the young who go their way, last a day; But the grief is long of the old who stay."

"Sunt lacrymæ rerum et mentem mortalia tangunt."

"Tears are the silent language of grief."

"When summoned hence to thine eternal sleep, Oh, may'st thou smile while all around thee weep."

"Yet tears to human suffering are due; And mortal hopes defeated and o'erthrown Are mourned by man, and not by man alone."