“I let the sobs overtake me then. This was not the way I imagined my life.” — Carrie Ryan Copy Share Image
“Bongo's sobs are hurled out like paintballs from a skirmish gun until the force diminishes into a trickle of sobs that wind… — Emma Cameron Copy Share Image
“I heard a shout on the horizon, the sobs of someone who perhaps had died a century earlier in the room.” — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
My soul's a little grief, grappling your chest, To climb your throat on sobs; easily chased On other sighs and wiped by… — Wilfred Owen Copy Share Image
“his body break into heaving sobs, his small face smeared into the dirt, his arms clutching at his bruised abdomen. I couldn’t… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
“his crying turned to quick, stabbing sobs. I must look for my family. I must search until I find them, wherever they… — Arnold Ytreeide Copy Share Image
“There were strange noises in the room, great bellowing sobs that did not sound like anything human. They bounced off the wals,… — Kate Williams Copy Share Image
“Sobs force their way out of my throat. I feel like I’m trapped in a disaster movie where everything is shriveling into… — Paula Stokes Copy Share Image
“I don't even know how long she sobs. Time ceases to pass, and she cries, cries, cries. Clutches me and makes these… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“You are the best, most loving, supportive family anyone could ever have," I said through my sobs. "I'm so sorry if I'm… — Jasper Fforde Copy Share Image
“I grab the pillows off the bed and chuck them at the reflection in the mirror of the girl I no longer… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
You can cry in public as long as you don not sob. Tears are transparent. If you’re walking fast, if the sun’s… — Jerry Pinto Copy Share Image
“They each look down now, although not yet at each other. Cabs, whistles, bullets; buses, screams, small sobs; people singing, sighing, pleading… — Richard Kramer Copy Share Image
“Mortals dies." said Catarina. "You've always known that, and yet you've loved them before." "Not," Magnus said, "like this." Catarina inhaled in… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I start to cry. Tears begin running down my face and quiet sobs escape me. I don't know what I'm doing and… — James Frey Copy Share Image
“The sobs tearing through her were catharsis. Painful and messy, shredding her heart—and leaving a blissful sort of peace in their wake.… — Kit Rocha Copy Share Image
“i love good cries, loud sobs that soak your pillow that kind that come at the end of a perfect book you're… — Madisen Kuhn Copy Share Image
“When she had the strength, she began to fold the tiny clothes and blankets and cloth diapers and put them into plain… — Eowyn Ivey Copy Share Image
“A child's cry touches a father's heart, and our King is the Father of his people. If we can do no more… — Charles H. Spurgeon Copy Share Image
