Cry Quotes - Page 16

Crying is really bad for your vocal cords.

We can cry for years but sometimes gotta smile too.

When I was a little bit younger The strain I was under could make me cry. Now I'm a little bit older, A little bit bolder, Never so shy

The first cuckoo's melancholy cry.

Earth helped him with the cry of blood.

Henceforth, I'll bear Affliction till it do cry out itself, 'Enough, enough, and die.

She cried a little, but only inside, because long ago she had decided she didn't like crying because if you ever started to cry it seemed as if there was so much to cry about you almost couldn't stop, and she didn't like that at all.

I want people to be ecstatic but to cry at the same time.

the windy sky Cries out a literate despair.

Don’t. Don’t play that game.” His brow pressed to hers. “When I heard you cry out . . . it was like a saber to the gut. I wanted to die.

They can ta'k our lives but they can never ta'k our freedom!' Now there's a battle cry not designed by a clear thinker

Then I dive into my tent before I do something stupid like cry.

I'm supposed to make people cry, but not by manipulating.

It's useless to send models out on the runway to cry.

Let me whisper it. Let me sigh it. Let me sing it, my dear or I will cry it.

I'll cry anywhere because I can do it quite subtly. Walking, that's a good time to have a cry.

I still have highs and lows, maybe I don't cry salty tears as much.

Love, and do what you will. If you are silent, be silent for love; or if you cry out, cry out for love. If you chastise, chastise for love; if you spare, spare for love.

People would say I never censor. As Billy Crystal says, 'I don't have that button.'

Now simmer blinks on flowery braes, And o'er the crystal streamlet plays.

I know when I go to a movie I want to experience something, whether to laugh, to cry, to feel bad.

Better to cry wolf over and over than never to cry wolf at all.

Sharp and fell remorse, the offspring of my sin! Why do you, O God, lacerate my heart so late? Why, O boding cries, that scream so close to me,--why do I listen to you now, and never heard you before?

Mom's always know how to make us happy, but they also know exactly how to make us cry.

Crying is the refuge of plain women but the ruin of pretty ones.