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crying Quotes

88 of the best book quotes about crying
  1. #1
    “That stick [...] had become all but part of me. It was a link with my children, whom I missed more than I can tell you. I felt like weeping.”
  2. #2
    “my heart woke me crying last night
    how can i help i begged
    my heart said
    write the book”
  3. #3
    “The tears came so fast to Mrs. Pontellier’s eyes that the damp sleeve of her peignoir no longer served to dry them. She was holding the back of her chair with one hand; her loose sleeve had slipped almost to the shoulder of her uplifted arm. Turning, she thrust her face, steaming and wet, into the bend of her arm, and she went on crying there, not caring any longer to dry her face, her eyes, her arms. She could not have told why she was crying. Such experiences as the foregoing were not uncommon in her married life. They seemed never before to have weighed much against the abundance of her husband’s kindness and a uniform devotion which had come to be tacit and self-understood.”
  4. #4
    “you look at me and cry
    everything hurts
    i hold you and whisper
    but everything can heal”
  5. #5
    ″ Finally, the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek.
    ‘There’s a leak,’ she pronounced. ‘I told You that You were trying to put too much into this model.’
    ‘It’s not a leak,’ said the Lord, ‘It’s a tear.’
    ‘What’s it for?’
    ‘It’s for joy, sadness, disappointment, pain, loneliness, and pride.’ ”
  6. #6
    “I lifted up my hands and called upon eternal truth, not with words but with tears.”
  7. #7
    “As a youngster I was frightened of the dark—used to wake up sobbing in it, as if it were water and I were drowning—but you will observe that I have disciplined myself so thoroughly against that fear, that I much prefer a dark to a lit room”
  8. #8
    “I am not crying now. I am not anything.”
  9. #9
    “I want to be five years old again for an hour.
    I want to laugh a lot and cry a lot.
    I want to be picked up and rocked to sleep in someone’s arms, and carried up to bed just one more time.
    I know what I really want for Christmas.
    I want my childhood back.”
  10. #10
    “All alone, in the middle of the night, Coraline began to cry. There was no other sound in the empty flat.”
  11. #11
    “The tears dissolve the last block of ice in my throat. I feel the frozen stillness melt down through the inside of me, dripping shards of ice that vanish in a puddle of sunlight on the stained floor. Words float up.”
  1. #12
    “I felt anger and fear and pain coming from him, but I didn’t back away, I stayed right there, and knew I had done the right thing when he buried his face in my neck and cried some more.”
  2. #13
    “Here then at long last is my darkness. No cry of light, no glimmer, not even the faintest shard of hope to break free across the hold.”
  3. #14
    “I did not cry then or ever about Finny. I did not cry even when I stood watching him being lowered into his family’s strait-laced burial ground outside of Boston. I could not escape a feeling that this was my own funeral, and you do not cry in that case.”
  4. #15
    “Suddenly I’m having one of those moments that you have after losing someone - when you feel as if you’ve been kicked in the stomach and all your breath is gone, and you might never get it back. I want to sit down in the dirty, littered ground right now and cry until I can’t cry anymore.”
  5. #16
    “Some people say ‘Never let them see you cry.’ I say, if you’re so mad you could just cry, then cry. It terrifies everyone.”
  6. #17
    ″‘I don’t know what you mean. I see nobody. I see nothing. I never have. I think you’re cruel. I don’t like you!’ Then, after this deliverance, which might have been that of a vulgarly pert little girl in the street, she hugged Mrs. Grose more closely and buried in her skirts the dreadful little face. In this position she produced an almost furious wail. ‘Take me away, take me away—oh, take me away from her!’
  7. #18
    “You need not cry very loud: He is nearer to us than we think.”
  8. #19
    “These books are my friends, my companions. They make me laugh and cry and find meaning in life.”
  9. #20
    “The sea is emotion incarnate. It loves, hates, and weeps. It defies all attempts to capture it with words and rejects all shackles. No matter what you say about it, there is always that which you can’t.”
  10. #21
    “Bathsheba burst into great sobs... but she determined to repress all evidences of feeling. She was conquered; but she would never own it as long as she lived.”
  11. #22
    “I like to see people reunited, maybe that’s a silly thing, but what can I say, I like to see people run into each other, I like the kissing and the crying, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can’t tell fast enough, the ears that aren’t big enough, the eyes that can’t take in all of the change, I like the hugging, the bringing together, the end of missing someone…”

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Ida, Always book
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A Stopwatch from Grampa book
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The Rough Patch book
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Where Lily Isn't book
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Something Very Sad Happened book
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Dance Like a Leaf book
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  1. #23
    “Do not apologize for crying. Without this emotion, we are only robots.”
  2. #24
    “I thought of all those heroines of fiction who looked pretty when they cried, and what a contrast I must make with a blotched and swollen face, and red rims to my eyes.”
  3. #25
    “She saw that you are somebody. She recognized you . . . as the shape of God’s heart. Sometimes people cry when they see that.”
  4. #26
    “Just then his schoolboy son had crept softly in and gone up to the bedside. The dying man was still screaming desperately and waving his arms. His hand fell on the boy’s head, and the boy caught it, pressed it to his lips, and began to cry.”
  5. #27
    It opens the lungs, washes the countenance, exercises the eyes, and softens down the temper, so cry away.
  6. #28
    It touched the tin soldier so much to see her that he almost wept tin tears, but he kept them back.
  7. #29
    “But a mermaid has no tears, and therefore she suffers so much more.”
  8. #30
    “I buried a nickel under the porch when I was 8, she said, but one day my grandma died & they sold the house & I never got to go back for it. A nickel used to mean something, I said.She nodded. It still does, she said & then she started to cry.”
  9. #31
    “You are crying! You are afraid of me! And yet I am not really wicked.”
  10. #32
    ″‘I was in the hotel,’ he said finally. ‘I followed your footprints in the snow.’ There were tears on his face.
    ‘Okay,’ someone said, ‘but why are you crying?’
    ‘I’d thought I was the only one,’ he said.”
  11. #33
    “Something that was mine was in his mouth, more his than mine now. I don’t know what happened to me at that moment as I kept staring at him, but suddenly, I had a fierce urge to cry. And rather than fight it, as with orgasm, I simply let myself go, if only to show him something equally private about me as well.”
  1. #34
    “I reached for him and muffled my sobs against his shoulder. I was crying because no stranger had ever been so kind or gone so far for me….I was crying because I’d never known so much gratitude and there was no other way to show it.”
  2. #35
    “You’ll make this your last cry. You’re a warrior on the battlefield for your Lord. God’s warriors don’t cry, ‘cause they trust that he’s always by their side.”
  3. #36
    “If I had an ear 2 confide in
    I would cry among my treasured friends
    But who do u know that stops that long
    to help another carry on
    The world moves fast and it would rather pass u by
    than 2 stop and c what makes u cry”
  4. #37
    “At most, I could allow myself only a few minutes to cry for him—to grieve our lives, and then I had to push the memories away, burying them deep inside of me once again so that I could function. So that I could go on.”
  5. #38
    “I’m afraid to hope but I can’t help it, and the idea of hoping in this most hopeless of all places makes me want to cry.”
  6. #39
    “A raindrop just splashed on my forehead and it was like a tear from heaven. Are the clouds and the skies really weeping over me? Am I really alone in the whole wide gray world?”
  7. #40
    “The best time to cry is at night, when the lights are out and someone is being beaten up and screaming for help. That way if you sniffle a little they won’t hear you. If anybody knows that you are crying, they’ll start talking about it and soon it’ll be your turn to get beat up when the lights go out.”
  8. #41
    “If you hurt me, I wouldn’t cry. I would hurt you back.”
  9. #42
    “‘Well, I still don’t think it’s pathetic to cry over someone. It just means you care about them deeply and you’re sad.’”
  10. #43
    “Sometimes you cry, Susie, even when someone you love has been gone a long time.”
  11. #44
    “Tears alone were sweet to me, for in my heart’s desire they had taken the place of my friend.”

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Three Little Words book
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I Yoga You book
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From Tree To Sea book
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Heart and the Bottle book
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  1. #45
    “There was a possibility that God really did love me, me Maya Angelou. I suddenly began to cry at the gravity and grandeur of it all. I knew that if God loved me, then I could do wonderful things, I could try great things, learn anything, achieve anything. For what could stand against me, since one person, with God, constitutes the majority?”
  2. #46
    “No more crying. It’s all wetness and no comfort at all.”
  3. #47
    “Tears are curious things, for like earthquakes or puppet shows, they can occur at any time, without any warning and without any good reason.”
  4. #48
    “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 my own ingratitude, more gentle.”
  5. #49
    “Give me a moment, because I like to cry for joy. It’s so delicious, John dear, to cry for joy.”
  6. #50
    “I wish I hadn’t cried so much!” said Alice, as she swam about, trying to find her way out. “I shall be punished for it now, I suppose, by being drowned in my own tears! That will be a queer thing, to be sure! However, everything is queer to-day.”
  7. #51
    “Don’t cry so bitterly, but remember this day, and resolve with all your soul that you will never know another like it.”
  8. #52
    “Boy, why are you crying?”
  9. #53
    “Moved me to tears.”
  10. #54
    “He wept because he was afraid now that he could not save Gabriel. He no longer cared about himself”
  11. #55
    “Much of my life had been devoted to trying not to cry in front of people who loved me, so I knew what Augustus was doing. You clench your teeth. You look up. You tell yourself that if they see you cry, it will hurt them, and you will be nothing but a Sadness in their lives, and you must not become a mere sadness, so you will not cry, and you say all of this to yourself while looking up at the ceiling, and then you swallow even though your throat does not want to close and you look at the person who loves you and smile.”
  1. #56
    “I wept like a child. It was not because I was overcome at having survived my ordeal, though I was. Nor was it the presence of my brothers and sisters, though that too was very moving. I was weeping because Richard Parker had left me so unceremoniously.”
  2. #57
    “I’d cry, if only I had the time to do it.”
  3. #58
    “What is it? What is it? . . . Am I dying, Bagheera?”
    “No, Little Brother. Those are only tears such as men use.”
  4. #59
    “That was the thing about best friends. Like sisters and mothers, they could piss you off and make you cry and break your heart, but in the end, when the chips were down, they were there, making you laugh even in your darkest hours. ”
  5. #60
    There was clearly nothing to do but flop down on the shabby little couch and howl.
  6. #61
    “I wanted so much to step over and pick them up. Several times I tried to move my feet, but they seemed to be nailed to the floor. I knew the pups were mine, all mine, yet I couldn’t move. My heart started aching like a drunk grasshopper. I tried to swallow and couldn’t. My Adam’s apple wouldn’t work. One pup started my way. I held my breath. On he came until I felt a scratchy little foot on mine. The other pup followed. A warm puppy tongue caressed my sore foot. I heard the stationmaster say, ‘They already know you.’ I knelt down and gathered them in my arms. I buried my face between their wiggling bodies and cried.”
  7. #62
    “I tore off my mask so as not to lose one of her tears... and she did not run away!...and she did not die!... She remained alive, weeping over me, weeping with me. We cried together! I have tasted all the happiness the world can offer.”
  8. #63
    “Know that it is a corpse who loves you and adores you and will never, never leave you!...Look, I am not laughing now, crying, crying for you, Christine, who have torn off my mask and who therefore can never leave me again!...Oh, mad Christine, who wanted to see me!”
  9. #64
    “Sitting, still, weeping, his eyes never dry, his sweet life flowing away with the tears he wept for his foiled journey home.”
  10. #65
    “Any woman can weep without tears,” she answered over her shoulder, “and most can heal with their hands. It depends on the wound. She is a woman, Your Highness, and that’s riddle enough”
  11. #66
    “When a stargirl cries, she sheds not tears but light.”
  1. #67
    If it be you that stir these daughters’ hearts
    Against their father, fool me not so much
    To bear it tamely; touch me with noble anger,
    And let not women’s weapons, water-drops,
    Stain my man’s cheeks! No, you unnatural hags,

    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. O fool, I shall go mad!
  2. #68
    “One night on the sofa in my apartment, while studying the reams of wavy lines that make up EKGs, she puzzled over, then correctly identified, a fatal arrhythmia. All at once, it dawned on her and she began to cry: wherever this “practice EKG” had come from, the patient had not survived. The squiggly lines on that page were more than just lines; they were ventricular fibrillation deteriorating to asystole, and they could bring you to tears.”
  3. #69
    “In times of grief and sorrow I will hold you and rock you and take your grief and make it my own. When you cry I cry and when you hurt I hurt. And together we will try to hold back the floods to tears and despair and make it through the potholed street of life.”
  4. #70
    “There was no need to be ashamed of tears, for tears bore witness that a man had the greatest of courage, the courage to suffer.”
  5. #71
    “I’m left with a loneliness so overpowering it threatens to seep from my eyes. I have no one. Unfortunately, that’s not fantasy. That’s all-natural, 100 percent organic, unprocessed, reality.”
  6. #72
    “Laura, stretched out on the sofa, clenches her hand to her lips, to hold back a shuddering sob.”
  7. #73
    “Grownups can deal with scraped knees, dropped ice-cream cones, and lost dollies, but if they suspected the real reasons we cry they would fling us out of their arms in horrified revulsion.”
  8. #74
    “No one said you can’t ever cry. Forget ‘manliness.’ If you need to take a moment, by all means, go ahead. Real strength lies in the control or, as Nassim Taleb put it, the domestication of one’s emotions, not in pretending they don’t exist.”
  9. #75
    “Because he’s always looking at something beyond me. He can never see me. I cried myself to sleep, thinking of him.”
  10. #76
    “Time felt crept by slowly, with clear malice towards me. All I could do was grip my teeth and try to hold back my tears...”
  11. #77
    “He couldn’t stop laughing because it was more than laughter; it was release... Later he cried.”
  1. #78
    “Something broke in Neville’s throat. He sat there silently while tears ran slowly down his cheeks. In a week the dog was dead.”
  2. #79
    “For I knew that the King in Yellow had opened his tattered mantle and there was only God to cry to now.”
  3. #80
    “That’s not true. You know men cry too. I actually like crying sometimes. It feels good.”
  4. #81
    “There was a tear running down his cheek. It seemed like a river in the light of the setting sun.”
  5. #82
    “Well, you really are your own worst critic. I’m sure it’s amazing. I remember that paper that you wrote in school about synaptic behavioral routines. It made me cry.”
  6. #83
    “I don’t cry, much.” “But how would you cry, if someone made you cry?” “I spit,” [Molly] said. “The ducts are routed back into my mouth.‘”
  7. #84
    “Walking back past the roadside cross, Félicité decided to commend to God what she cherished the most. She stood there for a long time, looking up at the sky and praying, her face bathed in tears.”
  8. #85
    “Sometimes...you can cry until there’s nothing wet in you. You can scream and curse to where your throat rebels and ruptures. You can pray, all you want, to whatever god you think will listen. And, still it makes no difference. It goes on, with no sign as to when it might release you. And you know that if it ever did relent...it would not be because it cared.”
  9. #86
    “That’s the thing about crying yourself to sleep. When you wake up, the problems are still there.”
  10. #87
    “And then Kino’s brain cleared from its red concentration and he knew the sound – the keening, moaning, rising hysterical cry from the little cave in the side of the stone mountain, the cry of death.”
  11. #88
    “He bent down, clawing blindly and found, finally, their smashed remains. A minor, indirect destruction stemming from the sudden, wholesale smashing of a city. But the only one that greatly interested Henry Bemis. He stared down at the blurred page before him. He began to cry.”
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