#weep

We neither laugh alone, nor weep alone, why then should we pray alone? ↗

— Anna Letitia Barbauld

#laugh #neither #nor #pray #should

Let no one weep for me, or celebrate my funeral with mourning; for I still live, as I pass to and fro through the mouths of men. ↗

— Quintus Ennius

#celebrate #funeral #i #live #me

What do I geek out about? What am I? Hmmm. I love movies. I watch movies. I like big, sweeping epics, like Ed Zwick stuff: 'The Last Samurai,' 'Legends of the Fall,' 'Blood Diamond,' 'Glory.' ↗

— Chris Evans

#am #big #blood #diamond #ed

What frustrates me about some high-concept shows is that they don't give you information until sweeps, but 'Jericho's' audience will get a large piece of the puzzle every week. ↗

— Sprague Grayden

#audience #every #frustrates #get #give

Fire is a fragile lover, court her well, neglect her not; her faith is like a misty smoke, her anger is destructive hot. ↗

— — Cate Tiernan

#anger

Anger was better than weeping. ↗

— Sophie Page

#cry #weep #anger

If you have walked into a museum recently - whether you did so to attend an art exhibition or to escape from the police - you may have noticed a type of painting known as a triptych. A triptych has three panels, with something different painted on each of the panels. For instance, my friend Professor Reed made a triptych for me, and he painted fire on one panel, a typewriter on another, and the face of a beautiful, intelligent woman on the third. The triptych is entitled What Happened to Beatrice and I cannot look upon it without weeping. I am a writer, and not a painter, but if I were to try and paint a triptych entitled The Baudelaire Orphans' Miserable Experiences at Prufrock Prep, I would paint Mr. Remora on one panel, Mrs. Brass on another, and a box of staples on the third, and the results would make me so sad that between the Beatrice triptych and the Baudelaire triptych I would scarcely stop weeping all da ↗

— Lemony Snicket

#painting #triptych #weeping #art

Weeping is not the same thing as crying, It takes your whole body to weep, and when it's over, you feel like you don't have any bones left to hold you up. ↗

— Sarah Ockler

#death #lost #love #tragedy #weeping

Some of us hover when we weep for the other who was dying since the day they were born. ↗

— Lisa Loeb

#death #song #weep #death

I drive around the streets an inch away from weeping, ashamed of my sentimentality and possible love. ↗

— Charles Bukowski

#sentimentality #weep #weeping #love