Tears Quotes
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Foolish prideIs all that I have left, so let me hideThe tears and the sadness you gave meWhen you said goodbyeWalk on by
Hal David
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I come from a place where breath, eyes, and memory are one, a place from which you carry your past like a hair on your head. Where women return to their children as butterflies or as tears in the eyes of the statues that their daughters pray to
Edwidge Danticat
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Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelia, And therefore I forbid my tears.
William Shakespeare
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First deal with your own tears; tomorrow do something about acid rain.
Betty Jane Wylie
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Waste not fresh tears over old griefs.
Euripides
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I freeze and burn, love is bitter and sweet, my sighs are tempests and my tears are floods, I am in ecstasy and agony, I am possessed by memories of her and I am in exile from myself.
Petrarch
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Are you not moved to tears and bitter compassion, when you behold the only Son of God seized by the most impious, dragged away, mocked, scourged, buffeted, spit upon, crowned with thorns, hung upon the infamous cross between two thieves, finally in such a horrible and execrable manner suffering death, for your salvation and that of the world?
Peter Abelard
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Who's gonna love you when it all falls down?Who's gonna love you when your bankroll runs out?Who's gonna care when the novelty's over?When the star of the show isn't you anymore.Nobody cares when the tears of a clown fall down(I guess your mama never told you what goes around comes back around).
Mariah Carey
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There's some people who do things so bad it tears the fabric of the world, and then there's some people so sweet and good that they can feel it when the world gets torn. They see things, they know things, only they're so good and pure that they don't understand what it is that they're seeing.
Orson Scott Card
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In a few days I'll have lived one score and three days in this vale of tears. On I plod-always bored, often drunk, doing no penance for my faults-rather do I become more tolerant of myself from day to day, hardening my crystal heart with blasphemous humor and shunning only toothpicks, pathos, and poverty as being the three unforgivable things in life.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
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The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.
Edward Fitzgerald
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Should guilty seek asylum here,Like one pardoned, he becomes free from sin. Should a sinner make his way to this mansion, All his past sins are to be washed away. The sight of this mansion creates sorrowing sighs; And the sun and the moon shed tears from their eyes. In this world this edifice Taj Mahal has been made; To display thereby the creator's glory.
Henry Saint Clair Fredericks
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When you see grown men near to tears because they've missed hitting a little white ball into a hole from three feet, it makes you laugh.
Bill Murray
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I still have highs and lows, maybe I don't cry salty tears as much.
Sarah Silverman
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Over your breasts of motionless current, over your legs of firmness and water, over the permanence and the pride of your naked hair I want to be, my love, now that the tears are thrown into the raucous baskets where they accumulate, I want to be, my love, alone with a syllable of mangled silver, alone with a tip of your breast of snow.
Pablo Neruda
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Tears are as sweet as laughter to some natures.
Jerome K. Jerome
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And with tears of blood he cleansed the hand, The hand that held the steel: For only blood can wipe out blood, And only tears can heal.
Oscar Wilde
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Damn you! I will not grant your cursed soul Vicarious tears or a single glance. And I swear to you by the garden of the angels, I swear by the miracle-working icon, And by the fire and smoke of our nights: I will never come back to you.
Anna Akhmatova
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You can sing all you want about how you love Jesus, you can have crocodile tears in your eyes, but the consecration that doesn't reach your purse has not reached your heart.
Adrian Rogers
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Oh, I am very weary, Though tears no longer flow; My eyes are tired of weeping, My heart is sick of woe.
Anne Bronte
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There are in woman's eyes two sorts of tears,--the one of grief, the other of deceit.
Pythagoras
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There grew pied wind-flowers and violets, Daisies, those pearl’d Arcturi of the earth, The constellated flower that never sets; Faint oxlips; tender bluebells at whose birth The sod scarce heaved; and that tall flower that wets Its mother’s face with heaven-collected tears, When the low wind, its playmate’s voice, it hears.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
