#tears

Dance with me, Death, I am ready. ↗

— Terry Goodkind

#death #stone-of-tears #sword-of-truth #terry-goodkind #death

Man cries, his tears dry up and run out. So he becomes a devil, reduced to a monster. ↗

— Kohta Hirano

#desperation #good-and-bad #good-and-evil #grief #hopelessness

Hell was not a pit of fire and brimstone. Hell was waking up alone, the sheets wet with your tears and your seed, knowing the woman you had dreamed of would never come back to you. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#hell #lost-love #tears #dreams

To cry was to release all sorts of ugly little pressures and tensions. Like waking out of a long, dark dream to a sun-filled day. ↗

— Anne McCaffrey

#release #relief #tears #dreams

But he knew instinctively what he suggested was impossible. She'd been through so much, and held her tears back for so long, that Royce doubted that anything could force her to shed them. ↗

— Judith McNaught

#shed #tears #dreams

...these vignettes I sketch for you - what are they? watercolors ..yes and dreams blurred with tears ... ↗

— John Geddes

#love-loss #poetry #sketches #tears #vignettes

Just like that. Gone forever. They will not grow old together. They will never live on a beach by the sea, their hair turned white, dancing in a living room to Billie Holiday or Nat Cole. They will not enter a New York club at midnight and show the poor hip-hop fools how to dance. They will not chuckle together over the endless folly of the world, its vanities and stupid ambitions. They will not hug each other in any chilly New York dawn. Oh, Mary Lou. My baby. My love. ↗

— Pete Hamill

#loss #love #new-york-city #tears #family

…have poets write about you as if you are alive. Scientifically, it is absolutely true, you are alive. You have a pulse, the waves, and a metabolism, the food chain. A personality, a character, a consciousness, and a sense of purpose…try this- turn into spray, spin rainbows…wear down entire mountains and dump them in layers…gently surround marina sea grass twice a day, protecting and feeding thousands of crabs, ducks, and geese…fill human eyes with warm salt brine at least once a month… Becoming Water ↗

— Susan Zwinger

#ocean #tears #water #food

People appear like angels until you hear them speak. You must not rush to judge people by the colour of their cloaks, but by the content of their words! ↗

— Israelmore Ayivor

#cloaks #colour #content #crocodile-tears #deception

TV happens. And once it's happened, it's gone. When it's gone, you move on, no tears, no tantrums, no videotape. ↗

— Mary Schmich

#happened #happens #move #move on #once