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“He hugged her tight, mixing their tears to be bottled and fermented, so they could be drunk on each other when this was all over.”
― Pete Wentz, The Boy With The Thorn In His Side

“...when I think of you it's with tears, because no one else has such delicate hands that can reach into my soul and calm my fears...”
― John Geddes, A Familiar Rain

“Madoka: I want to erase the tears of all those who trusted in hope. I want them to be left with a smile on their faces.”
― Magica Quartet, Puella Magi Madoka Magica, Vol. 3

“...I gave you painted air - tears I couldn't weep - truths I couldn't speak - all the words that caught in my throat...”
― John Geddes, A Familiar Rain

“I shall have to go. But-" and here Frodo looked hard at Sam- "if you really care about me, you will have to keep that DEAD secret. See? If you don't, if you even breathe a word of what you've heard here, then I hope Gandalf will turn you into a spotted toad and fill the garden full of grass snakes."
Sam fell on his knees, trembling. "Get up, Sam!" Said Gandalf. "I have thought of something better than that. Something to keep you quiet, and punish you properly for listening. You shall go away with Mr. Frodo!"
"Me, sir!" cried Sam, springing up like a dog invited for a walk. "Me go and see Elves and all! Hooray!" he shouted, and then burst into tears.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

“There is a point when the anguished soul finally despairs. A moment in life when the heart, the will, even the spirit crumbles. Some say that after much grief and drowning in tears, it is possible to pick up the pieces and carefully repair what was shattered.
I say nay.
For the chains of despair have no key, and the soul destroyed by that monster can never hope to be unaffected. There are things done that cannot be undone.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Smile Anyway: Quotes, Verse, and Grumblings for Every Day of the Year

“A thousand laughing suns are in your eyes. A thousand crying stars in mine.”
― Ahmad Shamlou

“...you betrayed me, but after all those years I discover, my tears have wiped the slate clean...”
― John Geddes, A Familiar Rain

“These tears are proof that there is love in the world. Tears are only bitter when we cry selfishly for ourselves. When we deny and forget the sweet love that tears are made of. When we let sorrow turn to anger. When people cry for each other, it is a good thing. Always remember that you are a human being, connected to all other human beings. When you cry for others you are opening your heart to God, who must see what we do and weep for us, too, for the suffering we cause to one another and to ourselves.”
― Nafisa Haji, The Sweetness of Tears

“I'd like to have a good long talk with you once you've calmed down. Please call me soon. Happy Birthday.”
― Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

“Moisture falls from the sky, cleansing the world and sustaining precious life. But it's the gloom—the cold, dark air—that receives notice. We fail to see the miracle of raindrops through our own tears.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Smile Anyway: Quotes, Verse, and Grumblings for Every Day of the Year

“Nights without work I spent with whisky and books.”
― Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

“Then, all but instinctively, I took her in my arms. Pressed against me, her whole body trembling, she continued to cry without a sound.”
― Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

“I still want to feel you against me.â€� Her gaze dropped to his hands. “I want you to stay with me. Hold me. Just tonight. If I lose you again tomorrow then it will still be worth it. I will lose you a hundred times, if you would but hold me in your arms each time before my loss.â€� She saw his eyes water, but no tears emerged...”
― B.C. Morin, Blood of the Sorcerer

“...these vignettes I sketch for you - what are they? watercolors ..yes and dreams blurred with tears ...”
― John Geddes, A Familiar Rain

“It was easy to conjure him up this morning, when everything was quiet and still. A little, ginger-bearded man; she had been taller than him by half a head. She had never felt the slightest physical attraction towards him. 'What was love, after all?' thought Parminder, as a gentle breeze ruffled the tall hedge of leyland cypresses that enclosed the Jawandasâ€� big
back lawn. Was it love when somebody filled a space in your life that yawned inside you, once they had gone?
'I did love laughing', thought Parminder. 'I really miss laughing.'
And it was the memory of laughter that, at last, made the tears flow from her eyes. They trickled down her nose and into her coffee, where they made little bullet
holes, swiftly erased. She was crying because she never seemed to laugh any
more (...).”
― J.K. Rowling, The Casual Vacancy

“...beneath torrents of spring rain, buds come to life - and we do too, beneath torments of tears...”
― John Geddes, A Familiar Rain

“. I felt the sun graze my face as I sped further and further from it all. The only negative part about running was that at some point I knew I’d have to stop. I’d have to turn around and go back. And whatever troubles had haunted me when I left, would be waiting upon my return.”
― Courtney Giardina, Tear Stained Beaches

“I take my metal canister of tea off the shelf. It is my own mixture of dried lavender blossoms and lemon balm, harvested from my garden and hung in the storeroom to dry. Weed helped me hang these stalks, I think. His hands touched these tender leaves, just as they touch me.”
― Maryrose Wood, The Poison Diaries

“Lonesome tears
I can't cry them anymore
I can't think of what they're for
Oh they ruin me every time

But I'll try to leave behind some days
These tears just can't erase
I don't need them anymore

How could this love
Ever turning
Never turn its eye on me
How could this love
Ever changing
Never change the way I feel

Lazy sun your eyes catch the light
With the promises that might
Come true for awhile

Oh I'll ride farther than I should
Harder than I could
Just to meet you there

How could this love
Ever turning
Never turn its eye on me
How could this love
Ever changing
Never change the way I feel”
― Beck Hansen

“He sank to his knees, absolutely full of despair and sadness. For a long time, droplets of blood continued to fall into his lap.”
― Phillip W. Simpson, Rapture

“Tears flood in you
your eyes burning
your heart scars with my name scratched deep
My face is gone
my heart betrayed by your lullabies
I’m a shadow of a girl inside
Hands are touching you
nothing takes the place of you
Heart wrench, weeps goodbye
Lullabies, beautiful and trusting
Barely breathing as they break into dust
Lonely corners me
Sweeps me off my feet
Shows me it was better for me
Fingertips holding close
your grip not as soft
Follows me to an empty bed
I can’t stop the weakening of my soul
my body is dying
your tune is holding my mind
Let me go
see what I do
No control
No you
You whisper your sweet goodbye
If it is small it won’t interrupt my sleep
But my heart you keep
You say it’s for me
But who would be happy?
Alone left out in the cold”
― Mercy Cortez (LiveForeverAnon)

“I don’t cry for humans. I cry for things that are so beautiful I just can’t stand it, like Bonnie in front of me, all crusty from rolling in the sand, with a mouthful of half-chewed hay and eyes that knew everything I’d ever thought or felt or been.”
― Judith Tarr, Living in Threes

“Reward theory. Some people just aren't worth your tears.”
― Janelle Carreon

“No tear, is a wasted tear, if it spills out for love, whether in good times or bad.”
― Anthony Liccione

“Each pain is Unbearable / yet Trifling
Seeing the TRUTH is Excruciating / yet Exquisite
Through Laugher & Tears / Grinning & Fear, we face our demons.”
― Jay Woodman

“Tears will not fill your stomach; Tears will not bring kindness. If you have time to shed tears, laugh; someone will be willing to look at a hearty smile more then a tear soaked sponge.”
― Reiko Saibara

“With the minivan in the air, rolling counterclockwise, the engine racing, Laurie screaming -- a fraction of a second, that's all -- Jacob would have thought of me -- who had held him, my own baby, looked down into his eyes -- and he would have understood I loved him, no matter what, to the very end -- as he saw the concrete wall flying forward to meet him.”
― William Landay, Defending Jacob

“He felt something trickle down his face and he wiped it away irritably. When he looked at the back of his hand, he found trails of red. He had never cried in his life; in fact, he could not cry with no tear ducts. But now, at last, he was. He was crying tears of blood. For her.”
― Phillip W. Simpson

“I know the answer to improving Jess's condition doesn't lay in tears the answer is in sweat.”
― John Passaro, 6 Minutes Wrestling With Life