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do not cry , you can focus the light spot with the eyes , the eyes of your heart . smile

If God could run out of grace, He would__e for me by now. And yet every morning I wake up, He says, __here is more, there is still more.

Figure out what makes you laugh, and do more of it. Figure out what makes you cry, and do less of it.

Life is Beautiful, it is you who want to Enjoy or Cry.Enjoy = Win, Cry = Loose.

When you face the worst situation, what do you do? Do you cry? No!With positive mentality you can graciously overcome the situation.

I was not looking for HIM, he was just always there, the little BOY! I have not seen HIM, because I did not want to see, but HE was standing next to my bed every night, the little BOY! I have not heard their cry because I have forbidden HIM there to cry. But one day, when I woke up, did I knew seen, so sad and lonely! I wanted to tell HIM that it's all going to be good. But I could not because I knew that it is not so! And we both cried, I and the LITTLE BOY IN ME!

Don__ cry for them to be happy. Find courage to overcome the circumstance.

I have died at the ripe age of twenty.Smile, for the world didn't get a chance to disappoint me.I have died at the mature age of ninety.Smile, for my life was more than satisfying.I have died suddenly__ut of the blue.Smile, for I didn't have to fall ill before you.I have died from a long illness.Smile, for I had the chance to say goodbye.I did not want to leave this Earth.But smile, for I am still here among you.Why are you crying?Can you not see I am smiling?

Oh... Blip. Yeah, I see." He sounds distracted, awed. "Your child," I whisper."Our child." He counters.

Never knew the word Goodbye could scatter my heart into pieces. Just 1 word, could made me cry over you.

This was a different kind of a kiss, not one that leads to something, but a hard, painful one.It was a goodbye kiss.

No one knows if I'm dying to laugh or to crySo my verse hasthis almost imperceptible thrillLife is sad, the world is crazy!Not worth killing yourself for itNot for anyoneFor no loveLife goes on, indifferently!

The intruders spoke no words as they rushed in. Five boys carrying baseball bats and tire irons. They wore an assortment of Halloween masks and stocking masks.But Derek knew who they were.__o! No!_ he cried.All five boys wore bulky shooter__ earmuffs. They couldn__ hear him. But more importantly, they couldn__ hear Jill.One of the boys stayed in the doorway. He was in charge. A runty kid named Hank. The stocking pulled down over his face smashed his features into Play-Doh, but it could only be Hank.One of the boys, fat but fast-moving and wearing an Easter Bunny mask, stepped to Derek and hit him in the stomach with his aluminum baseball bat.Derek dropped to his knees.Another boy grabbed Jill. He put his hand over her mouth. Someone produced a roll of duct tape.Jill screamed. Derek tried to stand, but the blow to his stomach had winded him. He tried to stand up, but the fat boy pushed him back down.__on__ be stupid, Derek. We__e not after you.__he duct tape went around and around Jill__ mouth. They worked by flashlight. Derek could see Jill__ eyes, wild with terror. Pleading silently with her big brother to save her.When her mouth was sealed, the thugs pulled off their shooter__ earmuffs.Hank stepped forward. __erek, Derek, Derek,_ Hank said, shaking his head slowly, regretfully. __ou know better than this.___eave her alone,_ Derek managed to gasp, clutching his stomach, fighting the urge to vomit.__he__ a freak,_ Hank said.__he__ my little sister. This is our home.___he__ a freak,_ Hank said. __nd this house is east of First Avenue. This is a no-freak zone.___an, come on,_ Derek pleaded. __he__ not hurting anyone.___t__ not about that,_ a boy named Turk said. He had a weak leg, a limp that made it impossible not to recognize him. __reaks with freaks, normals with normals. That__ the way it has to be.___ll she does is___ank__ slap stung. __hut up. Traitor. A normal who stands up for a freak gets treated like a freak. Is that what you want?___esides,_ the fat boy said with a giggle, __e__e taking it easy on her. We were going to fix her so she could never sing again. Or talk. If you know what I mean.__e pulled a knife from a sheath in the small of his back. __o you, Derek? Do you understand?__erek__ resistance died.__he Leader showed mercy,_ Turk said. __ut the Leader isn__ weak. So this freak either goes west, over the border right now. Or_ He let the threat hang there.Jill__ tears flowed freely. She could barely breathe because her nose was running. Derek could see that by the way she sucked tape into her mouth, trying for air. She would suffocate if they didn__ let her go soon.__et me at least get her doll.

Nostalgia, she knew, has the power to make you smile and also to make you cry.

I think we cry to release the animal parts of us without losing our humanity. Becauseinside me is a beast that snarls, and growls, and strains toward freedom, toward Tobias, and, aboveall, toward life. And as hard as I try, I cannot kill it.

When you smile, it means that your mind smiles; when you cry, it means that your mind cries!

When we feel lost in time, with only shadows of the past living in our mind; when the moment, which __as", no longer "is_ and when only silence remains, loads of questions arise. We can cry a river or we may wonder: __hat went wrong?

i love good cries,loud sobs that soak your pillowthat kind that come at the endof a perfect bookyou're gasping for airas droplets of salt water trickle down your cheeksinto the corners of your mouthas your chest rises and fallsand your vision is blurredby the tearsbut your mind is so clear and your every thoughtin that moment feels so meaningfuland important and rightit feels okay to justlet it all outit makes you feel likeyou are free