And then theres always the crying and the weeping that we hear-children, women, even men. And these images and these sounds are always with me.
You yourself are to blame. This weeping and wailing and knocking your heads into corners [against brick walls, as it were] will not do you the least good.
Time does not bring relief; you all have lied Who told me time would ease me of my pain! I miss him in the weeping of the rain; I want him at the shrinking of the tide; The old snows melt from every mountain-side, And last year's leaves are smoke in every lane; But last year's bitter loving must remain Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide! There are a hundred places where I fear To go,--so with his memory they brim! And entering with relief some quiet place Where never fell his foot or shone his face I say, 'There is no memory of him here!' And so stand stricken, so remembering him!
Laugh till you weep. Weep till there's nothing left but to laugh at your weeping. In the end it's all one.
Rejoice with those who rejoice. " I have found that difficult too often. I was much better at weeping with those who weep.
A grown man, weeping, is a tough thing to see.
No one can tell if I’m laughing or weeping. I wonder myself.
Trust not a woman when she weeps, for it is her nature to weep when she wants her will.
I went to bed and woke in the middle of the night thinking I heard someone cry, thinking I myself was weeping, and I felt my face and it was dry. Then I looked at the window and thought: Why, yes, it's just the rain, the rain, always the rain, and turned over, sadder still, and fumbled about for my dripping sleep and tried to slip it back on.
I'm always weeping at something or other.
There should be weeping at a man's birth, not at his death.
God uses people. God uses people to perform His work. He does not send angels. Angels weep over it, but God does not use angels to accomplish His purposes. He uses burdened broken-hearted weeping men and women.
It is as if the soul of the continent is weeping. Why does it weep? It weeps for the bones of the buffalo. It weeps for magic that has been forgotten. It weeps for the decline of poets. It weepsfor the black people who think like white people. It weepsfor the Indians who think like settlers. It weepsfor the children who think like adults. It weepsfor the free who think like prisoners. Most of all, it weepsfor the cowgirls who think like cowboys.
May I strike my heart's keys clearly, and may none fail because of slack, uncertain, or fraying strings. May the tears that stream down my face make me more radiant: may my hidden weeping bloom. . . . How we waste our afflictions!. . . [T]hey're really our wintering foliage, our dark greens of meaning, one of the seasons of the clandestine year—; not only a season—: they're site, settlement, shelter, soil, abode.
There I lay staring upward, while the stars wheeled over. . . Faint to my ears came the gathered rumor of all lands: the springing and the dying, the song and the weeping, and the slow everlasting groan of overburdened stone.
God is patient with us to become the God's children he wants us to be but you really can see him weeping.
The smog was heavy, my eyes were weeping from it, the sun was hot, the air stank, a regular hell is L. A.
The weeping of the candle is not in mourning for the moth: the dawn is at hand, and it is thinking of its own dark night.
Wan February with weeping cheer, Whose cold hand guides the youngling year Down misty roads of mire and rime, Before thy pale and fitful face The shrill wind shifts the clouds apace Through skies the morning scarce may climb. Thine eyes are thick with heavy tears, But lit with hopes that light the year's.
They [Theodore White and Lou Harris] took turns weeping, and finally concluded that Rockefeller got the votes of everyone in California who is a Negro, a Jew, a Mexican, and a college graduate, while Goldwater got the votes of every millionaire. Which certainly makes California the land of opportunity.