#weeping

I suppose and I hope that the young guys who are out there losing their lives at least feel the same way I did. I shouldn't think about this very much because I'm almost weeping when I think about it. ↗

— Lawrence Halprin

#almost #because #did #feel #guys

All sweeping assertions are erroneous. ↗

— Letitia Elizabeth Landon

#erroneous #sweeping

I do chores around the house, but I don't get an allowance for them. I wash the dishes and sweep the floor... I'm sweeping the floor quite a lot, and my mum always expects me to get a broom and swagger it across the floor all the time. ↗

— Callan McAuliffe

#allowance #always #around #broom #chores

I did a book signing when we were in New York the day before yesterday. A lady came through and she was just weeping, and said, 'I wish this would have been brought out sooner, my sister is in prison for suffocating her child.' ↗

— Marie Osmond

#before #book #brought #came #child

When there's a terrible illness like AIDS sweeping through, you help people. ↗

— Bernadette Peters

#help #help people #illness #like #people

However, the thought hit me that this was a pretty pathetic way to kick the bucket - being accidentally poisoned during a photo shoot, of all things - and I started weeping at the idiocy of it all. ↗

— Lara St. John

#all things #being #bucket #during #hit

I just wanted to do this all Australian film and we didn't want to give creative control to overseas 'cause whoever comes on my sets, whether you're sweeping the floor or an actor, it doesn't matter who comes up with the ideas, it's a collaboration. ↗

— Yahoo Serious

#australian #australian film #cause #collaboration #comes

A week of sweeping fogs has passed over and given me a strange sense of exile and desolation. I walk round the island nearly every day, yet I can see nothing anywhere but a mass of wet rock, a strip of surf, and then a tumult of waves. ↗

— John Millington Synge

#day #desolation #every #every day #exile

I am never at my best in the early morning, especially a cold morning in the Yorkshire spring with a piercing March wind sweeping down from the fells, finding its way inside my clothing, nipping at my nose and ears. ↗

— James Herriot

#best #clothing #cold #down #early

My life has become a dismal sigh fettered by pangs of grief and anguished weeping. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#discouragement #giving-up #grief #hopelessness #resignation