Cry Quotes - Page 27

I heard Amos yell, “For Brooklyn!” It was an odd battle cry.

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.

No one's ever going to shag you if you cry all the time.

And besides, I like to cry. After I cry hard it's like it's morning again and I'm starting the day over.

And when he died, I suddenly realized I wasn't crying for him at all, but for the things he did. I cried because he would never do them again.

And when suddenly the god stopped her and, with anguish in his cry, uttered the words: ‘He has turned round’ – she comprehended nothing and said softly: ‘Who?

What makes me cry? Anything bad related to my kids. The world.

Crying out to the lord is the only eternal reality within this temporary world.

The question and the cry 'Oh, where?' melt into tears of a thousand streams and deluge the world with the flood of the assurance 'I am!'

I'm a sucker for a man who cries. It just gets to me.

You must endure, and not cry out against that which cannot be avoided.

If the rise of European colonisation began in 18th century India, then the rallying cry of 'Jai Hind!' also signalled its end in 1947.

If we don't learn how to cry, we can't be good Christians. This is a challenge. Don't be frightened of crying.

Don't cry Don't raise your eye Its only teenage wasteland.

I've made a lot of grown men cry with laughter, because I really am quite the joke.

Beware of making a woman cry. God is counting her tears.

I've always been good at putting things behind me–I fall apart, do my crying bit, and then put it away and move on.

Life is not one tone: you laugh and you cry, and your heart breaks, and you have great, great happiness.

Anything that makes your mother cry is fun

Amid thy desert-walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvaried cries.

Don't Cry Darling, It's Blood All Right

I'm Latin, for crying out loud - I can't hold anything back!

I don't like John Terry and I never have. He's got funny eyes and he's a cry baby. He's also a Cockney.

Sometimes you just gotta cry, but you never,ever do it in public.

In other words, it's one of those books you thrust on your partner with an incredulous cry of "This is me!