Cry Quotes - Page 33

• Too big to cry too young to laugh.

  Abraham Lincoln

  Laughing, Bigs, Young

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• Remember also that it is not knowledge but the yearning for knowledge that makes for a complete, accomplished man. Such a man does not stand still but perseveres in the face of adversity, nor does he remain untouched by the pain cause by absence. On the contrary, he recognizes himself in each cry, uttered or repressed, in the smallest rift, in the most pressing need.

  Elie Wiesel

  Pain, Adversity, Men

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• I got out on the street and started crying the kind of hysterical tears made justifiable only by turning off one’s cell phone, putting it to the ear, and pretending to be told of a death in the family.

  Sloane Crosley

  Phones, Cells, Tears

  Sloane Crosley (2008). “I Was Told There'd Be Cake”, p.35, Penguin

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• ...it was more like bleeding than crying.

  Stephen King

  Bleeding

  Stephen King (2016). “Cujo”, p.85, Simon and Schuster

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• Crying wasn't like riding a bike. Give it up, and you quickly forget how it's done.

  Alice Hoffman

  Giving, Riding, Done

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• Back in the autumn I had awakened to a growing darkness and cacophony, as if something in the depths were crying out. A whole chorus of voices. Orphaned voices. They seemed to speak for all the unlived parts of me, and they came with a force and dazzle that I couldn't contain. They seemed to explode the boundaries of my existence. I know now that they were the clamor of a new self struggling to be born.

  Sue Monk Kidd

  Struggle, Autumn, Self

  Sue Monk Kidd (2016). “When the Heart Waits: Spiritual Direction for Life's Sacred Questions”, p.8, Harper Collins

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• Perhaps your own reiterated cries deafen you to the voice you hoped to hear

  C. S. Lewis

  Voice, Grief Observed

  C.S. Lewis (2014). “A Grief Observed Readers' Edition: With contributions from Hilary Mantel, Jessica Martin, Jenna Bailey, Rowan Williams, Kate Saunders, Francis Spufford and Maureen Freely”, p.25, Faber & Faber

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• Maybe that was why she couldn't cry, she realized, staring dry-eyed at the ceiling. Because what was the point in crying when there was no one there to comfort you? And what was worse, when you couldn't even comfort yourself?

  Cassandra Clare

  Ceilings, Comfort, Dry

  Cassandra Clare (2012). “Cassandra Clare: The Mortal Instruments Series (5 books): City of Bones; City of Ashes; City of Glass; City of Fallen Angels, City of Lost Souls”, p.1018, Simon and Schuster

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• I haven't cried since Mom died. I mean, after something like that, what's left to cry about, right? But I let myself cry now. Loss is loss. Doesn't take death to create it. (266)

  Ellen Hopkins

  Mom, Mean, Loss

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• It was less humiliating to admit crying because of your feet than because - because somebody had been amusing himself with you and your friends had forgotten you, and other people patronised you.

  Lucy Maud Montgomery

  Feet, People, Forgotten

  Lucy Maud Montgomery (1921). “Rilla of Ingleside”

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• There I go being critical again. Does a man have to stand on one foot and juggle for me to consider him entertaining? What am I looking for? A knight?...No, knights are all polished and shiny. I think my taste runs to something with a bit of tarnish and maybe a few scratches. Someone who can make me laugh and cry and make me angry and make my knees tremble when he touches me.

  Nora Roberts

  Running, Men, Thinking

  Nora Roberts (2013). “The Heart's Victory”, p.17, Hachette UK

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• Americans should never come to Europe,' she said, and tried to laugh and began to cry, 'it means they never can be happy again. What's the good of an American who isn't happy? Happiness was all we had.

  James A. Baldwin

  Mean, Europe, Laughing

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• You lay your hand against his skin and just rib his back. Blow into his ear. Press that baby up against your own skin and walk outside with him, where the night air will sourround him, and moonlight fall on his face. Whistle, maybe. Dance. Hum. Pray. (how to calm a crying baby)

  Joyce Maynard

  Baby, Fall, Night

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• Tally-When you looked around at everyone else how come you didn’t notice they were brain damaged? Az - We didn’t have much to compare our fellow citizens with. Only a few colleagues who seemed different from most people, more engaged, but that was hardly a surprise. History would indicate that the majority of people have always been sheep. Before the operation there were wars and mass hatred and clear cutting. Whatever these lesions make us, it isn’t a far cry from how humanity was in the rusty era. These days we’re just a bit easier to manage.

  Scott Westerfeld

  War, Cutting, Sheep

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• I do not remember very many things from the inside out. I do not remember what it felt like to touch things, or how bathwater traveled over my skin. I did not like to be touched, but it was a strange dislike. I did not like to be touched because I craved it too much. I wanted to be held very tight so I would not break. Even now, when people lean down to touch me, or hug me, or put a hand on my shoulder, I hold my breath. I turn my face. I want to cry.

  Marya Hornbacher

  Hands, Break Even, People

  Marya Hornbacher (2009). “Wasted: A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia”, p.17, Harper Collins

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• They ended every speech with the word hiro, which means: like I said. Thus each man took responsibility for intruding into the inarticulate murmur of the spheres. To hiro they added the word koue, a cry of joy or distress, according to whether it was sung or howled. Thus they essayed to piece the mysterious curtain which hangs between all talking men: at the end of every utterance a man stepped back, so to speak, and attempted to interpret his words to the listener, attempted to subvert the beguiling intellect with the noise of true emotion.

  Leonard Cohen

  Mean, Responsibility, Men

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• Happiness--a small-scale, endearing, harmonious happiness--surely dwelt here beneath the low-powered lamps in the tiny rooms of these houses. A small-scale happiness and a modest harmony: let a man cry out, let him rage, let him howl with grief with all the power of which he was capable, what more than these could he ever hope to gain in this life?

  Fumiko Enchi

  Grief, Men, House

  Fumiko Enchi (1971). “The waiting years”

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• Here then at long last is my darkness. No cry of light, no glimmer, not even the faintest shard of hope to break free across the hold.

  Mark Z. Danielewski

  Light, Long, Darkness

  Mark Z. Danielewski (2000). “Mark Z. Danielewski's House of leaves”

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• Riza: Without his Alchemy he's just... Jean: A little brat who swears a lot Maes: An arrogant pipsqueak Roy: Useless. Just useless Alphonse: Sorry big brother, I don't know how to add to that... Ed *starts to cry*: YOU'RE ALL PICKING ON ME!!!

  Hiromu Arakawa

  Brother, Sorry, Add

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• Half the world cries Half the world laughs Half the world tries To be the other half

  Neil Peart

  Laughing, Trying, Half

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• Such is the influence which the condition of our own thoughts, exercises, even over the appearance of external objects. Men who look on nature, and their fellow-men, and cry that all is dark and gloomy, are in the right; but the sombre colours are reflections from their own jaundiced eyes and hearts. The real hues are delicate, and need a clearer vision.

  Charles Dickens

  Real, Heart, Optimistic

  Charles Dickens (1839). “Oliver Twist”, p.256

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• I discovered early that crying makes my nose red, and the knowledge has helped me through several painful episodes.

  Edith Wharton

  Noses, Red, Painful

  Edith Wharton (2008). “The House of Mirth (EasyRead Large Bold Edition)”, p.379, ReadHowYouWant.com

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• I watched her for a long time, memorizing her shoulders, her long-legged gait. This was how girls left. They packed up their suitcases and walked away in high heels. They pretended they weren't crying, that it wasn't the worst day of their lives. That they didn't want their mothers to come running after them, begging their forgiveness, that they wouldn't have gone down on their knees and thanked god if they could stay.

  Janet Fitch

  Girl, Mother, Running

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• I left her there crying as I walked toward the gate. A piece of my soul had died when Dimitri had fallen. Turning my back on her now, I felt another piece die as well. Soon there wouldn't be anything left inside me.

  Richelle Mead

  Soul, Pieces, Dimitri

  Richelle Mead (2008). “Shadow Kiss: A Vampire Academy Novel”, p.230, Penguin

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• And I saw it didn't matter who had loved me or who I loved. I was alone. The black oily asphalt, the slick beauty of the Iranian attendant, the thickening clouds--nothing was mine. And I understood finally, after a semester of philosophy, a thousand books of poetry, after death and childbirth and the startled cries of men who called out my name as they entered me, I finally believed I was alone, felt it in my actual, visceral heart, heard it echo like a thin bell.

  Dorianne Laux

  Philosophy, Book, Heart

  Dorianne Laux (1994). “What we carry: poems”, BOA Editions Ltd.

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