Laughter does not deny pain. Laughter - like a wail - acknowledges and replies to pain. — Tim O'Brien Copy Share Image
“See? I can read between the lies of the lines of the writing on the wail.” — Judith Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“The louder you bellyache, the longer your stomach will hurt.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
The sobbing wind is fierce and strong; its cry is like a human wail. — Sarah Chauncey Woolsey Copy Share Image
“CREON: Can’t you see? If a man could wail his own dirge before he dies, he’d never finish.” — Sophocles Copy Share Image
“She knew nothing of the massacre that went on around her, but when she released the wail of a broken hearted mother,… — Elizabeth Bourgeret Copy Share Image
A melancholy sound is in the air, A deep sigh in the distance, a shrill wail Around my dwelling. 'Tis the Wind… — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
Few of us will forget the wail of mingled grief, rage and horror which rose from the camp when the Indians returned… — John Gibbon Copy Share Image
Time with his old flail Beat me full sore; Till: Hold, I cried, I'll stand no more. Then I heard a wail… — John Dewey Copy Share Image
You can cry, cry, cry. Yes baby, you can wail. Beat your head on the pavement. Till the man comes and throws… — Robben Ford Copy Share Image
I actually started singing in church when I was about five years old. I remember looking at the choirs and just hearing… — Kelly Rowland Copy Share Image
“Not caring who heard, I let loose a wail I left I'd been saving up my whole life. It traveled through my… — Megg Jensen Copy Share Image
“Why should I give up revenge? On behalf of what? Moral principles? And what of the higher order of things, in which… — Andrzej Sapkowski Copy Share Image
“[Robert's eulogy at his brother, Ebon C. Ingersoll's grave. Even the great orator Robert Ingersoll was choked up with tears at the… — Robert G. Ingersoll Copy Share Image
![“[Robert's eulogy at his brother, Ebon C. Ingersoll's grave. Even the great orator Robert Ingersoll was choked up with tears at the memory of his beloved brother] The record of a generous life runs like a vine around the memory of our dead, and every sweet, unselfish act is now a perfumed flower…” quote by Robert G. Ingersoll](https://sms4smile.com/q/img-quotes/eff/robert-g-ingersoll-4527_alms_robert-s-eulogy-at-his-brother-ebon-c-in_1639367.jpg)