tears

Every therapeutic cure, and still more, any awkward attempt to show the patient the truth, tears him from the cradle of his freedom from responsibility and must therefore reckon with the most vehement resistance.

I saw a cardinal when I was in Brooklyn, and I was almost moved to tears. I was, like, 'I can't believe this thing is legal. I can't believe this thing is in the wild. How did this happen? How has someone not killed them all? They're so conspicuous. They're gorgeous. How can they still be alive?'

It's so curious: one can resist tears and 'behave' very well in the hardest hours of grief. But then someone makes you a friendly sign behind a window, or one notices that a flower that was in bud only yesterday has suddenly blossomed, or a letter slips from a drawer... and everything collapses.

Anger tears me up inside... My own... or anyone else's.

Joy's smile is much closer to tears than laughter.

If the world's a veil of tears, Smile till rainbows span it.

Anna's eyes soften, and the stubborn tears begin to recede. The way she stands, the way she breathes, I know she wants to come closer. New knowledge fills up the air between us and neither of us wants to breathe it in.

And the smile that is worth the praises of earth is the smile that shines through tears.

Tears are the natural penalties of pleasure. It is a law that we should pay for all that we enjoy.

You left and I cried tears of blood. My sorrow grows. Its not just that You left. But when You left my eyes went with You. Now, how will I cry?

Tears come from the heart and not from the brain.

Delicious tears! The heart's own dew.

Both tears and sweat are salty, but they render a different result. Tears will get you sympathy; sweat will get you change.

When you're successful, people have no sympathy. Nobody wants to catch the tears of a millionaire.

It is amazing to me that so little is still known about the Trail of Tears or the lives of the Cherokees themselves.

There is little for the great part of the history of the world except the bitter tears of pity and the hot tears of wrath.

When I was a boy, I would ask about my family history, about my bloodlines. We really didn't know that much. We had a little Indian in us from the Oklahoma Trail of Tears.

It is little men know of women their smiles and their tears alike are seldom what they seem.