This morning I ate a hamburger for breakfast, and then wept like a baby into an open jar of mayonnaise. I guess that’s just the champion in me.

When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy. When you are sorrowful look again in your...

He remembered Tessa weeping in his arms in Paris, and thinking that he had never known the loss she felt, because he had never loved like she had, and that he was afraid that someday...

Weeping is not the same thing as crying. It takes your whole body to weep, and when it’s over, you feel like you don’t have any bones left to hold you up.

It was unnerving. She’d looked at him and had the uncontrollable urge to weep. Thus far she’d managed to control her emotions. Thank God. She didn’t even want to imagine what he would think of...

You may forget the one with whom you have laughed, but never the one with whom you have wept.

When you weep and lament, you will struggle to achieve and rejoice.

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

…[T]wo of you can be no match for the three giants, I will find you, if I can, a third brother, who will take on himself the third share of the fight, and the preparation…I...

One by one, drops fell from her eyes like they were on an assembly line – gather, fall, slide…gather, fall, slide…each one commemorating something she had lost. Hope. Faith. Confidence. Pride. Security. Trust. Independence. Joy....

My son, you’ve seen the temporary fireand the eternal fire; you have reachedthe place past which my powers cannot see.I’ve brought you here through intellect and art;from now on, let your pleasure be your guide;you’re...

The artist’s greatest creation beganthe night he washed his memory of his failuresrubbed opium on his lipsdrank the wine that women offered himand lay down and wept.

A man need not be ashamed of moist eyes when he gazes on the face of some loved one who is far away. It’s human. It shows a kindly heart, an impressionable mind!(“The Doomed Man”)

History! Read it and weep!

Some say the ocean roars,I hear it ever weeping.Weep, ocean, weep for those gone before.Weep, O sea, for the open graves that fill your shore.

When she enters the room she immediately shuts the window and draws the shade with a quick, hard pull. Then she throws herself down on the bed, and the sobbing starts all over again. It’s...

Soon I was weeping—for the reservists who put their entire lives on hold when called to duty, for the military mothers who had to keep their families together all alone, for the parents, spouses, sons,...

Hi,’ he says.’Hi,’ she says back, and then to her great surprise, she begins to cry.’You know,’ Nick says as he hands her a tissue from the bedside table,’ for all this talk about how...

My wife and I said good-bye the next morning in a little sheltered place among the lumber on the wharf; she was one of your women who never like to do their crying before folks.She...

He needed so much to weep. All the distrust of life which misfortunes had brought to the little Värmland boy needed tears to wash it away. Distrust that love and joy, beauty and strength blossomed...

If you have walked into a museum recently – whether you did so to attend an art exhibition or to escape from the police – you may have noticed a type of painting known as...

Weeping is terrible for the complexion,’ said Leonie, holding Shayndel close, ‘but it is very good for the heart.

When a country is defeated, there remain only mountains and rivers, and on a ruined castle in spring only grasses thrive. I sat down on my hat and wept bitterly till I almost forgot time.A...

You would think there’s a natural limit to tears: only so much the body can give at one sitting before it runs dry.

[The Old Astronomer to His Pupil]Reach me down my Tycho Brahe, I would know him when we meet,When I share my later science, sitting humbly at his feet;He may know the law of all things,...

There is a certain pleasure in weeping

Weeping for other people’s pain isn’t true weeping if it doesn’t come from deep down your heart.

…I gave you painted air – tears I couldn’t weep – truths I couldn’t speak – all the words that caught in my throat…

Anyone who has learned the Quran and holds it lovingly in his heart will ‘value his nights when people are asleep, his days when people are given to excess, his grief when people are joyful,...

There are always lone hearth-fires; so many! And those who sit beside them, with the empty chair, cannot restrain the tears that will come. One sits alone so much. There is some One unseen, just...

She wept a river of tears holy water, sent to soften the sharp edges of sorrow a gentle hollowing out, carving new chambers in her hearta hallowed vessel for holding sacred, the tears of others…

I never heard weeping like that before or after; not from a child, nor a man wounded in the palm, nor a tortured man, nor a girl dragged off to slavery from a taken city....

…a passing face together with his grief turned you into a weeping Madonna…

Shall we mourn here deedless forever a shadow-folk mist-haunting dropping vain tears in the thankless sea

Often it feels like I am breathing today only because a few years back I had no idea which nerve to cut…

Achilles weeps. He cradles me, and will not eat, nor speak a word other than my name.

Why do we weep once we know that everything will be alright? We weep because the only way everything could ever be alright is in fiction. We weep because what we’ve seen can’t be true,...

…the secret to writing is to get your own pain – shout it out till it hurts your throat – weep it into your pillow – then write it down …

Don’t cry over the shots you’ve missed; weep over the ones you’ve not taken at all. The bitterest regrets are for things planned but left undone!

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.

Weep hard as much as you need; but do not let your tears pursue the sorrow for the rest of your life.

I drive around the streetsan inch away from weeping,ashamed of my sentimentality andpossible love.

I weep fer the livin. I weep fer the dead. I weep fer the yet to be born.

At the top of the page I wrote my full name […] At the sight of it, many thoughts rushed through me, but I could write down only this: “I wish I could love someone...

When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.

I wish to weepbut sorrow isstupid.I wish to believebut belief is agraveyard.

I went inside my heartto see how it was.Something there makes me hearthe whole world weeping.