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No tear, is a wasted tear, if it spills out for love, whether in good times or bad.

A tearless heart is a callous heart.

Fear no more as long as her memory surrounds you like a ghost_cry no more as long as she weeps for you like a willow.

Joy is meant to be felt; its not meant to be detained. It is meant to be shared with others; not to be felt alone. When all the mouths smile out their teeth together, thats when the greatest happiness can be measured. You don't smile in order to see your friends cry and claim your joy is divine.

Talkatives complain, cry, shout, brag, and are more hysterical about their lives than something else; don__ be a part of that tragedy! Perhaps it's been a while now that you have been complaining, crying and shouting about your "labour pains". It's time to show us your baby!

A good mother... when you CRY, she CARRIES you; when you are HUNGRY, she will HURRY to feed you; when you are about to SLEEP, she SINGS for you! Long live good mothers! Thank you mama!

If you don__ know your maker, chances are that you will never know yourself. If you don__ know yourself, you will bury your meals and complain of poverty!

True leaders are ready to sweat when making rehearsal, than to cry tears when actually practicing. To save the tears, be ready to sweat!

I like the way men cry. They're efficient.

She smiled at him as they waited for their dessert, her chin poised on her clasped hands.'You're being very silent.''That's how men cry.

Victory is in our hands! It's time for our legends to begin! Don't tremble, and don't you dare cry! Come on, show some energy!

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

I think this is one bad side of a mirror; it helps us to see the reflection of the effects of our own actions on ourselves. We smile and it smiles back to us, we frown and it frowns to us. How I wish it shows us the reflections of the effects of our actions on other people as well so that we will be conscious!

At least the tears on my desk wipe away the dust that's covered this place

My ghost is the only soul who ever comes to cry on my grave... Only the skies cried sincerely on my funeral.

Dr. Suess said: 'Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened..' I tell my dates: 'Don't cry because it happened, smile because it's over

I didn't know someone could cry that much, I thought the tears would run out. They don't.

Eyes so young, so full of pain ... Two lonely drops of winter rain ... And no tear could these eyes sustain ... For too much had they seen.