“Unshed tears of an unrequited desire for vengeance are exhausting and require privacy.” — Ngũgĩ wa Thiong’o Copy Share Image
“I see you, beneath the surface. I see your untamable wild. I see your billowing heart. I see your unshed tears and… — Jeanette LeBlanc Copy Share Image
“This is from Elizabeth,” it said. “She has sold Havenhurst.” A pang of guilt and shock sent Ian to his feet as… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“You are so much more than I bargained for,” I confessed, which gained her attention. “I knew I wanted to know you,… — C.A. Harms Copy Share Image
Unshed tears leave a deposit on your heart. Eventually they form a crust around it and paralyze it, the way mineral deposits… — Susanna Tamaro Copy Share Image
The loneliest ebb of my life came on that Christmas eve, only one day after my arrival in New York. The abyss… — Rudolph Valentino Copy Share Image
“With a raw ache in his voice he said, “If you would take one step forward, darling, you could cry in my… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“The Pomegranate The only legend I have ever loved is the story of a daughter lost in hell. And found and rescued… — Eavan Boland Copy Share Image
Cursed?" I offered, my voice croaky because of my unshed tears. "It isn't cursed." John said deliberately, rearranging the chain around my… — Meg Cabot Copy Share Image
“Listen to me," Jordan begged urgently, somehow convinced that she would stay alive if she understood how much she meant to him.… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“Mr Bennet withdrew, his fatherly duties for these two daughters, at least, ended forever. He blinked away the unshed tears, obstinately determining… — Nicole Clarkston Copy Share Image
“Don’t run from me,” he repeated. “I can’t protect you if I’m not there.” Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears, but she… — Cheryl Yeko Copy Share Image
“Nope,” she managed. “No other questions.” Eleven centuries of captivity. Hung on his hated enemy’s study wall. Eleven centuries of not touching.… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Small, forthright words, used in the service of condensing experience, might have an idea buried in them as large as the most… — Sarah Ruhl Copy Share Image
“But unshed tears can turn rancid. So can memory. So can biting your tongue. My bad nights were beginning. I couldn't sleep.” — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
The wounds I carry, she carries them too. The unshed tears in my head flow through her heart too . — Ma-Roo Copy Share Image
“I’ll wait for you. I’ll wait all the way to the altar if we make it that far.” Startled, her body went… — Kelly Oram Copy Share Image
“I think that for humans, the most regrettable of omissions, along with unshed tears and unexamined lives, is untold stories, the things… — Martha M Moravec Copy Share Image
“How can you have such faith in me?” he asked hoarsely. “How can you believe in me when I’ve given you no… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
