Cry Quotes
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Too big to cry too young to laugh.
Abraham Lincoln
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Who didn't cry at 'The Notebook?' If you didn't cry at 'The Notebook,' something is probably wrong with you.
Wilson Bethel
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Hark to that shrill, sudden shout,
The cry of an applauding multitude,
Swayed by some loud-voiced orator who wields
The living mass as if he were its soul!
William Cullen Bryant
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I was in the kitchen drinking coffee when I heard Coretta cry, "Martin, Martin, come quickly!" I put down my cup and ran toward the living room. As I approached the front window Coretta pointed joyfully to a slowly moving bus: "Darling, it's empty!
Martin Luther King, Jr.
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Every mile was redolent of associations, which she would not have missed for the world, but each of which made her cry upon 'the days that are no more' with ineffable longing.
Elizabeth Gaskell
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Music bypasses the intellect, it makes you laugh, makes you cry, makes you want to dance, makes you want to have sex.
Siobhan Máire Deirdre Fahey
Bananarama
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I must have been through about a million girls, I'd love 'em and leave 'em alone. I didn't care how much they'd cry.
Elvin Bishop
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I'm an emotional guy, I cry at movies, man, so beating GSP and winning the world title... yeah, I'll probably cry in the Octagon.
Carlos Condit
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Bert's wallet is like an onion. Any time he opens it, he starts crying.
Brendan Morrison
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Oh, Callie-mine," Anne said, her voice taking on a tone she'd used when Callie was a little girl and crying over some injustice, "your white knight, he will come." One side of Callie's mouth kicked up in a wry smile. Anne had said those words countless times over the last two decades. "Forgive me, Anne, but I'm not so certain that he will." Oh, he will," Anne said firmly. "And when you least expect." I find I'm rather tired of waiting." Callie laughed half-heartedly. "Which is probably why I've turned my attentions to such a dark knight.
Sarah MacLean
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I am a cautious pilgrim of the night, a tentative wanderer among the stars. My awareness of my home in the universe is fleeting and incomplete. Into the homeless home of the sun-faced buddha I have stepped but briefly. My quest, such as it is, is rewarded with faint lights and scrawny cries, a trait here and trait there, a hint of the infinite and a tingle in the spine. Of "minute particulars" I will make my way.
Chet Raymo
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Our bodies, speeches and minds need to be trained so that they will do anything we want. We can cry or laugh at once when we want to. Then it will be a natural response; we will cry when it is time to cry, and laugh when we should laugh. Do you understand? We can get angry when necessary; we can be gentle if we have to. We will completely become our own master. Then, no matter what we want to do, it will benefit the world. It is not difficult to attain this stage; all we need to do is to mediate.
Ching Hai
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Legends of the Silver Stallion had been told for years now, whenever mountain stockmen met round the campfires or on the winding hill tracks. Songs were sung about him to the cattle and both songs and tales had become even stranger since his supposed death when he vanished through the wind and the night over a great cliff. Tales kept cropping up of a ghost horse seen, or imagined, roaming over the mountains at night, of stockmen waking in a hut at midnight, hearing the tremendous stallion’s cry which could only be Thowra’s
Elyne Mitchell
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It's definitely not going to be a normal day. I'm not going to cry over a few lost sales.
Karl Wolf
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Tired with all these for restful death I cry, As to behold desert a beggar born, And needy nothing trimmed in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn.
William Shakespeare
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Once off the bush The fruit fermented, the sweet flesh would turn sour. I always felt like crying. It wasn't fair That all the lovely canfuls smelt of rot. Each year I hoped they'd keep, knew they would not. -Blackberry picking
Seamus Heaney
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But we survived, and we're a good family. I just don't want to dedicate one more tear, or watch my mother cry one more time.
Angelina Jolie
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Tally turned away. Five minutes was suddenly too long to stand here, eyes burning, unable to cry.
Scott Westerfeld
