#tear

Lonesome tears I can't cry them anymore I can't think of what they're for Oh they ruin me every time But I'll try to leave behind some days These tears just can't erase I don't need them anymore How could this love Ever turning Never turn its eye on me How could this love Ever changing Never change the way I feel Lazy sun your eyes catch the light With the promises that might Come true for awhile Oh I'll ride farther than I should Harder than I could Just to meet you there How could this love Ever turning Never turn its eye on me How could this love Ever changing Never change the way I feel ↗

— Beck

#lonesome #tears #change

An answering smile drifted across his tanned face. "What is mine, I intend to keep. ↗

— Judith McNaught

#held-back #shed #tears #dreams

But laugh?" He pressed the flat of his hand against my stomach. "Here lives laugh." He ran his finger straight up to my mouth and spread his fingers. "Push back laugh is not good. Not healthy." "Also cry?" I asked. I traced an imaginary tear down my cheek with one finger. "Also cry." He put his hand on his own belly. "Ha ha ha," he said, pressing his hand to show me the motion of his stomach. Then his expression changed to sad. "Huh huh huh," he heaved with exaggerated sobs, pressing his stomach again. "Same place. Not healthy to push down. ↗

— Patrick Rothfuss

#laughter #suppression #tears #change

Jennifer Merrick had stored all her tears inside her, and her pride and courage would never permit her to break down and shed them. ↗

— Judith McNaught

#cry #pride #stock #tears #courage

...Despite the mayhem that followed, Bruno found that he was still holding Shmuel's hand in his own and nothing in the world would have persuaded him to let go. ↗

— John Boyne

#friendship #holocaust #inspirational #life #love

And then I did what I had never done in his presence, much less in his arms. I cried. ↗

— Erich Segal

#tears #tragedy #death

I cried so hard after I put my cat to sleep. I guess I shouldn’t have cried so hard, because with all my sobbing, I ended up waking it up.
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— Jarod Kintz

#cry #crying #death #sleeping #sob

Dance with me, Death, I am ready. ↗

— Terry Goodkind

#death #stone-of-tears #sword-of-truth #terry-goodkind #death

Man cries, his tears dry up and run out. So he becomes a devil, reduced to a monster. ↗

— Kohta Hirano

#desperation #good-and-bad #good-and-evil #grief #hopelessness

Hell was not a pit of fire and brimstone. Hell was waking up alone, the sheets wet with your tears and your seed, knowing the woman you had dreamed of would never come back to you. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#hell #lost-love #tears #dreams