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."

"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!"