Stop all this weeping, swallow your pride/ You will not die, its not poison -Tombstone Blues — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
I think there’s a lot of threshold weeping. Like, am I doing this? Am I really wearing this out in the world?… — Heidi Julavits Copy Share Image
Honest winter, snow clad and with the frosted beard, I can welcome not uncordially; but that long deferment of the calendar's promise,… — George Gissing Copy Share Image
War is a monster with snaky locks, and fiery bloodshot eyes, and harpy claws, passing over fair fields and leaving its footprints… — Moncure D. Conway Copy Share Image
I was dead, then alive. Weeping, then laughing. The power of love came into me, and I became fierce like a lion,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The last faint spark In the self-murdered heart, the wounds of the sad uncomprehending dark, The wounds of the baited bear,-- The… — Edith Sitwell Copy Share Image
What we want is muscles of iron and nerves of steel. We have wept long enough. No more weeping, but stand on… — Swami Vivekananda Copy Share Image
I have full cause of weeping, but this heart shall break into a hundred thousand flaws or ere I'll weep. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
