He who cries, 'What do I care about universality? I only know what is in me,' does not know even that.
Lost money is bewailed with deeper sighs Than friends, or kindred, and with louder cries.
Each time this identity announces itself, someone or something cries: Look out for the trap, youre caught. Take off, get free, disengage yourself.
I have sometimes called this 'double listening'. Listening to the voice of God in Scripture, and listening to the voices of the modern world, with all their cries of anger, pain and despair.
You know you're in trouble, when the bartender cries.
I have a strict policy that nobody cries alone in my presence.
Women joked amongst themselves: 'Why do you think a bride cries on her wedding day? It's for the love that this marriage is putting an end to for all eternity. Men may think a woman has no past- "you were born and then I married you"- but men are fools.
The curiosity of an honorable mind willingly rests there, where the love of truth does not urge it farther onward, and the love of its neighbor bids it stop; in other words, it willingly stops at the point where the interests of truth do not beckon it onward, and charity cries, Halt!
Amidst all your cries and laughter let your mind take a moment off, and go still. Look at this moment, this moment alone, and go still.
It is no use painting the foot of the tree white, the strength of the bark cries out from beneath the paint.
The cow is an exceptionally loving and gentle creature. She cries for days when her calf is taken from her. It is a pitiful sound, a pitiful sound.
Cries for help are frequently inaudible.
What do you mean, what's the matter with him? Nothing's the matter with him, everything's the matter with him, the same as it is with everybody else. He's just fine. He gets overwhelmed now and then, and he doesn't know how to say what he feels or means, so he cries and runs off a little, trying to find out where to go, for God's sake. Where can you go?
Hope and despair ignore one another's cries.
When a baby first looks at you. . . when it laughs that deep, unselfconscious gurgle; or when it cries and you pick it up and it clings sobbing to you. . . then you are-happy is not the precise word-filled.
Pain is joy when it cries, it's my smile in disguise.
So many times, you get a script and it says, "And then, the character cries," and you read the lines and think, "That would never make me cry. Those lines are so untruthful. " My approach is just to be honest to the situation.
I was a great many far cries from myself.
The old religionist cried out for his god. The new religionist cries out for some god to be his.
The world cries for men who are strong--strong in conviction, strong to lead, to stand, to suffer. I pray that you will be that kind of man--glad that God made you a man, glad to shoulder the burden of manliness in a time when to do so will often bring contempt.