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I was smiling yesterday,I am smiling today and I will smile tomorrow.Simply because life is too short to cry for anything.
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romance
love
inspirational
cry
smile
joke
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Santosh Kalwar |
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Crying is all right in its way while it lasts. But you have to stop sooner or later, and then you still have to decide what to do.
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cry
crying
decisions
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C.S. Lewis |
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I love the Lord, for he heard my voice; he heard my cry for mercy. Because he turned his ear to me, I will call on him as long as I live. (Psalms 116:1-2 NIV)
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live
god
life
love
truth
cry
mercy
jesus-christ
voice
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Anonymous |
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And now, my poor old woman, why are you crying so bitterly? It is autumn. The leaves are falling from the trees like burning tears- the wind howls. Why must you mimic them?
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metaphor
simile
rain
copy
mimic
shakespearean
poetic
fall
wind
cry
crying
despair
wit
howl
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Mervyn Peake |
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Whenever she felt like crying, she would instead become angry--at someone else or at herself--which meant that it was rare for her to shed tears.
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cry
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Haruki Murakami |
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Put my head under my pillow, and let the quiet put things where they are supposed to be.
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sleep
love
the-perks-of-being-a-wallflower
cry
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Stephen Chbosky |
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-- This world is full of trouble, umfundisi. -- Who knows it better? -- Yet you believe? Kumalo looked at him under the light of the lamp. I believe, he said, but I have learned that it is a secret. Pain and suffering, they are a secret. Kindness and love, they are a secret. But I have learned that kindness and love can pay for pain and suffering. There is my wife, and you, my friend, and these people who welcomed me, and the child who is so eager to be with us here in Ndotsheni - so in my suffering I can believe. -- I have never thought that a Christian would be free of suffering, umfundisi. For our Lord suffered. And I come to believe that he suffered, not to save us from suffering, but to teach us how to bear suffering. For he knew that there is no life without suffering. Kumalo looked at his friend with joy. You are a preacher, he said.
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suffering
inspirational
paton
country
cry
beloved
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Alan Paton |
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What is so real as the cry of a child? A rabbit's cry may be wilder But it has no soul.
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motherhood
rabbit
cry
children
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Sylvia Plath |
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Jennifer Merrick had stored all her tears inside her, and her pride and courage would never permit her to break down and shed them.
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stock
cry
tears
pride
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Judith McNaught |
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Crying is part of the adventure
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bravery
cry
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Gail Carson Levine |
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Stop your whining. If you are frightened, be silent. Whining is for prey. It attracts predators. And you are not prey.
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silence
predator
prey
scare
whine
silent
wolf
cry
worry
fright
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Robin Hobb |
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Some boys walk by and you cry, seeing them. They feel good, they look good, they are good. Oh, they're not above peeing off a bridge, or stealing an occasional dime-store pencil sharpener; it's not that. It's just, you know, seeing them pass, that's how they'll be all their life; they'll get hit, hurt, cut, bruised, and always wonder why, why does it happen? how can it happen to
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pain
good
goodness
people-will-hurt-you
hurt
cry
description
innocence
vulnerable
sad
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Ray Bradbury |
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"Frodo gave a cry, and there was, fallen upon his knees at the chasm's edge. But Gollum, dancing like a mad thing, held aloft the ring, a finger still thrust within its circle. "Precious, precious, precious!" Gollum cried. "My Precious! O my Precious!" And with that, even as his eyes were lifted up to gloat on his prize, he stepped too far, toppled, wavered for a moment on the brink, and then with a shriek he fell. Out of the depths came his last wail precious, and he was gone."
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tolkien
mad
danc
mount-doom
the-one-ring-j-r-r-tolkien
finger
ring
frodo-baggins
samwise-gamgee
the-lord-of-the-rings
the-return-of-the-king
cry
gollum
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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Go on, glare your eyes at me, and cry and plead, and talk to me about money and what it can buy. But it can't buy back a child once he's dead!
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kids
youth
death
life
glare
glares
glaring
money-monetary
plead
buy
pleading
baby
kid
cry
talk
crying
talking
child
children
young
dead
eyes
young-adults
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V.C. Andrews |
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I've had enough of these streets that sweat a cold, yellow slime, of hostile people, of crying myself to sleep every night. I've had enough of thinking, enough of remembering.
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sleep
people
hostile
slime
streets
sweat
enough
cry
crying
thinking
remembering
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Jean Rhys |
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Fussing over children who cry only encourages them. That's positive reinforcement for negative behavior.
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cry
parenting
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Jeannette Walls |
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She smiled at him as they waited for their dessert, her chin poised on her clasped hands. 'You're being very silent.' 'That's how men cry.
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silence
men
john-fowles
silent
cry
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John Fowles |
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She cried aloud, with a great mourning cry for all that she had never known in this life, and the agony of a bereavement unguessed till this moment.
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cry
regret
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Marion Zimmer Bradley |
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Well, let's argue this out, Mr Blank. You, who represent Society, have the right to pay me four hundred francs a month. That's my market value, for I am an inefficient member of Society, slow in the uptake, uncertain, slightly damaged in the fray, there's no denying it. So you have the right to pay me four hundred francs a month, to lodge me in a small, dark room, to clothe me shabbily, to harass me with worry and monotony and unsatisfied longings till you get me to the point when I blush at a look, cry at a word. We can't all be happy, we can't all be rich, we can't all be lucky - and it would be so much less fun if we were. Isn't it so, Mr Blank? There must be the dark background to show up the bright colours. Some must cry so that the others may be able to laugh the more heartily.
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happy
fun
happiness
damaged
harass
inefficient
pay
longings
monotony
slow
cry
worry
rich
society
job
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Jean Rhys |
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It's a comedy, but I'm sure I'll cry.
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cry
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Ai Yazawa |
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There are some mornings when I cry and cry and mourn for myself. Some mornings, I'm so angry and bitter. But it doesn't last too long. Then I get up and say, 'I want to live..' 'So far, I've been able to do it. Will I be able to continue? I don't know. But I'm betting on myself I will.' Koppel seemed extremely taken with Morrie. He asked about the humility that death induced.
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live
choice
death
life
bitter
mourn
cry
decision
humility
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Mitch Albom |
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"I'll never let it happen. I'll do everything in my power to keep my sister at home. "I don't want to have a civilized discussion. My parents want to send my sister to a facility behind my back and my head feels like it's about to split open. Leave me alone, okay?" Something is sticking out of my pocket. It's Alex's bandanna. Isabel isn't a friend, yet she helped me. And Alex, a boy who cared about me last night more than my own boyfriend did, acted as my hero and is urging me to be real. Do I even know how to be real? I clutch the bandanna to my chest. And I allow myself to cry."
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bandanna
brittany-ellis
shelley-ellis
emotional
sister
cry
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Simone Elkeles |
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Stranno e, che vsichki greshki sv'rshvat ednakvo, che vinagi gi povtariame i prod'lzhavame s novi nadezhdi. Tsiala noshch khapem ustni, kh'ltsame v'v v'zglavnitsata s bezpomoshchen gniav i tv'rdo se zaklevame da ostanem samotni, a shchom s'mne, podnasiame dushata si kato nezhen balon ot ts'fnalo glukharche na nasreshchnite vetrove na zhivota i te go roniat i raznasiat. Ala koito spasi samo edno malko pukhche i go vnese na zavet, toi e spasil tsialata si dusha. Tova e gorchiva rabota, no koito ne obr'shcha nezhnoto tsvete na dushata si k'm vetrovete na izpitaniiata, dori tsialoto da go spasi i da go prenese dokrai, toi ne mozhe da pochuvstva, che izobshcho niakoga go e imal.
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winter
loneliness
pain
live
life
dandelion
болка
вятър
глухарче
изпитания
плач
самота
спасение
страх
душа
живот
yugoslavia
safe
feel
salvation
save
cry
test
flower
sad
soul
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Ivo Andrić |
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I give myself a good cry if I need it. But then I concentrate on all the good things still in my life. On the people who are coming to see me. On the stories I'm going to hear. On you - if it's Tuesday. Because we're Tuesday people.
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story
good
people
life
tuesday
cry
self
need
dying
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