Best 1080 quotes in «cry quotes» category

There had been lots of crises in my life. And there was plenty of spunk and battle cry still left in me.

There is a certain pleasure in weeping.

There is a lot of advice on baby feeding, but almost nothing on how to help crying babies.

There is no dignity in a crying toothpick.

There is no God, cry the masses more and more vociferously; and with the loss of God man loses his sense of values — is, as it were, massacred because he feels himself of no account.

There is no happiness for him who oppresses and persecutes; no, there can be no repose for him. For the sighs of the unfortunate cry for vengeance to heaven.

There is no happiness without tears, no life without death. Beware! I am going to make you cry.

There is not economy in getting cheap service or equipment. Buy the best and cry only once.

There is nothing quite so satisfying, and so healing, as a good cry.

There is not one square inch of the entire creation about which Jesus does not cry out, 'This is mine!'

There’s nothing better than an elegant cry of despair.

There must be a remedy even for such a crying evil as this [abortion]. But where shall it be found, at least where begin, if not in the complete enfranchisement and elevation of women?

There's a lot of emotions that always come out after a skate of a lifetime. I always start crying because there is so much buildup to that competition.

There's nothing that makes me laugh more than being in the situation where you're not supposed to laugh. Funerals. People crying. Breaking down. Telling you their life. I'm the worst. I'm the worst at that.

There's nothing like the buzz of live theater. You put it out there and receive an instant reaction: laughing, crying, yelling, applauding.

There was light born on the darkest day, but no-one wants to know, and no-one wants to Cry

There were times when I had great times with my brothers, pillow fights and things, but I used to always cry from loneliness.

The stench of the trail of Ego in our History. It is ego - ego, the fountain cry, origin, sole source of war.

The same love that made me laugh makes my cry.

The sobbing wind is fierce and strong; its cry is like a human wail.

The stuffing/puking/stuffing/puking/stuffing/puking didn't make her skinny, it made her cry.

The sea cries with its meaningless voice, Treating alike its dead and its living

The system is in place whereby if an umpire cries off, or both as was the case here, those umpires are to be replaced.

The things that make me cry are when the people I love have gone through pain and I’ve seen it.

The talented actor needs craft. When you do a stage play, you do it once each night in chronological order. In a film you're going to wind up doing a scene 15-20 times, just by the nature of the process. If I tell you a joke once, it's funny. The more times I tell, the less funny it is. How do you get to the point where you can laugh again? You also may have to cry again and again.

The tears of those repenting are the wine of angels.

The thing about kids is that they express emotion. They don't hold back. If they want to cry, they cry, and if they are in a good mood, they're in a good mood.

The things that mount the rostrum with a skip, And then skip down again, pronounce a text, Cry hem; and reading what they never wrote Just fifteen minutes, huddle up their work, And with a well-bred whisper close the scene!

The thing you fail to grasp is that people are not basically good. We are basically selfish. We shove and clamour and cry for adoration, and beat down everyone else to get it. Life is a competition of prattling peacocks enraptured in inane mating rituals. But for all our effacing and self-importance, we are all slaves to what we fear most. You have so very much to learn. Here. Let me teach you.

The trouble with crying over an onion is that once the chopping gets you started and the tears begin to well up, the next thing you know you just can’t stop!

They cry press freedom, but (the raids) have nothing to do with it. We have no concern about what the EU might say, whether the EU accepts us as members or not, we have no such concern. Please keep your wisdom to yourself.

The very nature of these inventions cries out for the goodness in men; cries out for universal brotherhood; for the unity of us all.

They claim a hidden corner of our hearts, all those moments that stay with us unscreamed. That's where loves, like elephants, drag themselves to die. It's the place where pride allows itself to cry.

The voice of Nature loudly cries,And many a message from the skies,That something in us never dies.

the windy sky Cries out a literate despair.

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

They say, don't cry because it's over but instead smile because it had happened.

They say that oppression engenders hate. They are heard on all sides crying hate hate.

They scream, they cry, they love, they support, they defend, they listen. My fans are everything.

This is not a museum of tragedy. It is not the museum of difficult moments. It is the museum that says -here is a balanced history of America that allows us to cry and smile.

This grove, that was now so peaceful, must then have rung with cries, I thought; and even with the thought I could believe I heard it ringing still.

This is the law: blood spilt upon the ground cries out for more.

Those who cry out that the government should 'do something' never even ask for data on what has actually happened when the government did something, compared to what actually happened when the government did nothing.

Those who cry to be young again should think twice before they seal those prayers.

Those who cry the loudest are not always the ones who are hurt the most

Though you may hear me holler, And you may see me cry-- I'll be dogged, sweet baby, If you gonna see me die.

Tired with all these for restful death I cry, As to behold desert a beggar born, And needy nothing trimmed in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn.

Tired with all these, for restful death I cry.

Tis not, to cry God mercy, or to sit And droop, or to confess that thou hast fail'd: 'Tis to bewail the sins thou didst commit: And not commit those sins thou hast bewail' d. He that bewails and not forsakes them too; Confesses rather what he means to do.

To avenge a wrong done to you, is to rob yourself of the comfort of crying out against the injustice of it.