We go into the natural world and we plunder it for its resources — we feel entitled to artificially inseminate a cow, and when she gives birth, we steal her baby even though her cries...

I am a waning birdencased in a glass sphere;I cannot see my prison,and my cries no one can hear.

When success is uniform, the celebration becomes universal. Of which use is it to you to rejoice at the time your friend cries?

I don’t even know how long she sobs. Time ceases to pass, and she cries, cries, cries. Clutches me and makes these sounds of a soul being ripped in two, the grief so long denied...

If you believe that your needs were met because you prayed, then you make God the parent who reacts only when the baby cries. Matthew 6:25-34.

When you feel sadness inside, wipe it away by cries and tears!

Lately I find myself staring at people’s faces… I find myself frantically searching through the crowds for one face. I don’t find that face; I cry inside. Weeping for the identity I know no more.