Quote by Cradle Of Filth Download Open image “Her penultimate sighs called softy on the kindling wind. Her saintly eyes filling with tears.” — Cradle Of Filth ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.0 out of 5 (4 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“when she was finally done, she was close to tears and she hated herself more. Dragging oxygen into her sob-clogged throat, she turned to… — Marian Tee Copy Share Image
“Tears sprang from her eyes and she bit her lip to stop herself from howling at the bright pain.” — Stephen M. Irwin Copy Share Image
“His eyes were teary from the wind, red-rimmed and bloodshot. His nose was running and there were tears on his windblown cheeks. She” — Alice McDermott Copy Share Image
“She was crying now, quietly, inhaling so vehemently it was as if she were trying to suck the tears back into her eyes.” — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“She did not move, except now and then to put up her hand and dry the moisture which collected slowly under her eyelids. It… — Margaret Oliphant 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. But not… — Kit Rocha Copy Share Image
She did nothing to try to control the shakes that rattled her body,and didn't attempt to stop herself from crying. Tears left both of… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“The tears coursed down her cheeks - not freely, however, for when they came into contact with her heavily beaded eyelashes they assumed an… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Crying had made her want a shoulder on which to rest her head, arms to hold her. She'd wasted too many tears alone in… — Laurie Alice Eakes Copy Share Image
“For a while she cried silently until she tired herself out and the overwhelming feeling of sleepiness overcame her. The room around her was fairly silent, although she wasn’t the only one crying herself to sleep. It was quite common at places like this to hear cries in the dark. There were so many saddened and lonesome souls around her.… — Jason Medina Copy Share
In a great gasp, puts her head in her hands again and cries as if her throat were a cave, as if the howling… — Marilyn French Copy Share Image
“Tears had poured from her eyes without any change in her facial expression. It’s pure pain and pure surrender when your soul cries without… — Renee Carlino Copy Share Image
Lifting with truth and then a golden flash like the onset of Heaven. Leaving her screams breaking my heart and in the grip of… — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image
Where will you be when they tense for warfare? What will you see with your innocence there? Where will you be my darling? — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image
Burning was the sunset like a portent of doom. On the saintly iron maiden as she fell from her wound. — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image
The blinding flare of passion in the shade of narrow streets. Where their poison never rationed all the tips they left in me. — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image
Fold to my arms hold their mesmeric sway and dance her to the moon as we did in those golden days. — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image
Bared on your tomb I'm a prayer for your loneliness and would you ever soon. Come above unto me? — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image
Where will you be when they're vilifying? How will they see when the truth is blinding? — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image
In black Cataracts wouldn't whitewash away. Her filthy smoke stack she burnt me like a furnace for my future suicide. — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image
Visions and ambition never listened to submission and she was on a mission from the highest above. — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image
All through eed September with skies fire-paved. I begged you appear like a thorn for the holy ones. — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image
A lover hung on her death row. I was hooked on her disease. Highly strung like Cupid's bow. Whose arrows hungered meat. — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image
Christening stars I remember the way. We were needle and spoon mislaid in the burning hay. — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image