Quote by Charlotte Brontë

“She was surprised to find that something from deep down in herself welled into her eyes and burned her cheeks: a few poor tears…

— François Mauriac

“Helen Burns’s shoulder, my arms round her neck.  I was asleep, and Helen was—dead.”

— Charlotte Brontë

“She had wept until she was scrapped raw inside, empty but for the leaden weight of every memory of the life she had left,…

— Kali Wallace

“She wanted to cry but the tears would not come. They seemed to flood her chest, and they were hot tears that burned under…

— Margaret Mitchell

“The place in her, though, where her tears should have come from, was rough and dry. No, she didn't find any tears in herself…

— Antonia Michaelis

“On that long journey she wept all the tears stored in her soul, leaving none in reserve for later sorrows.”

— Isabel Allende

“She couldn’t let the tears go, but she felt them. She carried them with her everywhere she went. She imagined holding them there for…

— Veronica Rossi

“And her eyes filled with heavy, regretful tears, yet she did not quite know for what she was weeping. She only knew that some…

— Radclyffe Hall

“I've wept enough in my life. I have no tears left.”

— Melina Marchetta

“She didn't know how she would survive when every breath stung, every tear burned, and every step took her further from the only man…

— Janell Rhiannon

“She feels a little sad. Is she sad? Helen considers an alternative: She is dehydrated.”

— Meg Howrey

“She allowed herself the luxury of a good cry, figuring that her tears were mingling with the downpour to soak into the soil. It…

— Tracy Winegar