cried

She'd cried over a broken heart before. She knew what that felt like, and it didn't feel like this. Her heart felt not so much broken as just ... empty. It felt like she was an outline empty in the middle. The outline cried senselessly for the absent middle. The past cried for the present that was nothing.

For a while she cried silently until she tired herself out and the overwhelming feeling of sleepiness overcame her. The room around her was fairly silent, although she wasn__ the only one crying herself to sleep. It was quite common at places like this to hear cries in the dark. There were so many saddened and lonesome souls around her. It was usually at night when they were reminded of just how sad and lonely they actually were.

adulthood is depressing. for me at least. i cried at the death of every illusion harder than i cried at the death of friends.

The first music I ever heard was only one hundred and sixty days after I was conceived. Da dum Da dum Da dum Have you ever heard the sound a blessing makes? This is it. The first thing I ever saw was only one hundred and eighty days after I was conceived. It was a bright light soft like clouds warm like candles. Have you ever seen the colour of a blessing? This is it. The first time I ever suffered was in the three thousand and sixty seconds after I was born. I listened for her heartbeat. I searched for her light. I cried for the first time until she was born. Have you ever known a blessing? A twin is it.

Bridget cried for the leavers and the left. For the people, like herself, grimly forsaking what few precious gifts they would ever get. She cried for Bailey, for Tibby, for the resolute clump of cells making headway in her uterus, and for Marly, her poor, sad mother, who'd missed everything.

Yeah, let__ get John here. That way we can stall for a while longer. We can keep on doing nothing for just a little while longer.__lbert said, __ake it easy, Howard.___ake it easy?_ Howard jumped to his feet. __eah? Where were you last night, Albert? Huh? Because I didn__ see you out there on the street listening to kids screaming, seeing kids running around hurt and scared and choking, and Edilio and Orc struggling, and Dekka hacking up her lungs and Jack crying and__ou know who couldn__ even take it?_ Howard raged. __ou know who couldn__ even take what was happening? Orc. Orc, who__ not scared of anything. Orc, who everyone thinks is some kind of monster. He couldn__ take it. He couldn___but he did. And where were you, Albert? Counting your money? How about you, Astrid? Praying to Jesus?__strid__ throat tightened. She couldn__ breathe. For a moment panic threatened to overwhelm her. She wanted to run from the room, run away and never look back.Edilio got to his feet and put an arm around Howard. Howard allowed it, and then he did something Astrid never thought she would see. Howard buried his face in Edilio__ shoulder and cried, racking sobs.__e__e falling apart,_ Astrid whispered for herself alone.But there was no easy escape. Everything Howard had said was true. She could see the truth reflected in Albert__ stunned expression. The two of them, the smart ones, the clever ones, the great defenders of truth and fairness and justice, had done nothing while others had worked themselves to exhaustion.

I hated the place, Tommy. I hated every second of every day. And it was all _ your _ fault!

Mirad had asked for peace for his birthday.Imagine, a boy of thirteen who asks for peace as a birthday present.When I heard that I cried.

There was no up, there was no down. There was a steady, nauseated life five minutes ago, but nothing five minutes from now. And then, very suddenly, there was no 'now.