A good film should make you laugh, cry, and think.

Many cry to the Lord that they may win riches, that they may avoid losses; they cry that their family may be established, they ask for temporal happiness, for worldly dignities; and, lastly, they cry for bodily health, which is the patrimony of the poor. For these and suchlike things many cry to the Lord; hardly one cries for the Lord Himself! How easy it is for a man to desire all manner of things from the Lord and yet not desire the Lord Himself! As though the gift could be sweeter than the Giver!

Buck did not cry out. He did not check himself, but drove in upon Spitz, shoulder to shoulder, so hard that he missed the throat. They rolled over and over in the powdery snow. Spitz gained his feet almost as though he had not been overthrown, slashing Buck down the shoulder and leaping clear. Twice his teeth clipped together, like the steel jaws of a trap, as he backed away for better footing, with lean and lifting lips that writhed and snarled.

The myriads that raise the cry of hunger wail in the greatest empire in the world.

I was born singing. Most babies cry, I sang an aria.

My father slapped my thighs with a variety of meats until I began to cry and sulked in the corner. I later became a musician.

People can cry much easier than they can change

And I was crying for gravity. It had sent me down the stairs, and I’d thought that meant something, but maybe it was just the direction that all things tend to flow.

No two beings, and no two situations, are really commensurable with each other. To become aware of this fact is to undergo a sort of crisis. But it is with this crisis in our moral awareness as a starting-point, that there becomes possible that cry from us towards the creative principle, and that demand by it on us, which each must answer in his own way.

It is happiness if you laugh together, If you cry together, it is friendship; but if you are silent together, this is real love.

For those who may be hurting over lost love: Don’t cry because it is over, smile because it happened.

Nobody deserves your tears, but whoever deserves them will not make you cry.

You’ll always have my shoulder when you cry I’ll never let go, never say goodbye

The last time I cry was when I won the champions. It was one of the best moments in my life.

I am not a big crier. But I’d say it was after the Mendes fight. It was not because of the fight as such. It was everything leading up to it. It had been such a tough time. When I did my knee, I had some very dark times. Life is all about ups and downs and I’d say there had been a lot of downs, but I got through it, I won and after the fight, I was standing in the shower and I was crying, just letting it all go.

I am a most noteworthy sinner, but I have cried out to the Lord for grace and mercy, and they have covered me completely. I have found the sweetest consolation since I made it my whole purpose to enjoy His marvelous presence.

If you cry because the sun has gone out of your life, your tears will prevent you from seeing the stars.

Nobody is worth your tears, and the one who is won’t make you cry.

As long as one people sit on another and are deaf to their cry, so long will understanding and peace elude all of us.

Whenever death may surprise us, let it be welcome if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.

Life is a play that does not allow testing. So, sing, cry, dance, laugh, and live intensely, before the curtain closes and the piece ends with no applause.

The mirror is my best friend because when I cry it never laughs.

I always like walking in the rain, so no one can see me crying.

Authentic men aren’t afraid to show affection, release their feelings, hug their children, cry when they’re sad, admit it when they’re wrong, and ask for help when they need it.

Give me a moment, because I like to cry for joy. It’s so delicious, John dear, to cry for joy.

When Kulture was born, I felt like I was a kid again; everything was making me cry, and I needed a lot of love

I’m an emotional gangster. I cry once every month

It’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to. I’ll cry until the candles burn down this place. I’ll cry until my pity party’s in flames.

They call me cry baby, but I don’t f*cking care! Cry baby, cry baby. So I laugh through my tears. Cry baby, cry baby. ‘Cause I don’t f*cking care! Tears fall to the ground; I just let them drown.

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.

My great hope is to laugh as much as I cry; to get my work done and try to love somebody and have the courage to accept the love in return.

Such a cry was never made as made by all the hens in the yard when they saw Chanticleer captured.

No, woman, no cry.

Don’t cry for me, Argentina.

Don’t cry for a man who’s left you – the next one may fall for your smile.

Dreaming when Dawn’s Left Hand was in the Sky I heard a Voice within the Tavern cry, “Awake, my Little ones, and fill the Cup Before Life’s Liquor in its Cup be dry.

Love comes in many different forms. You can love somebody and not be in love with them. They can break your heart and you can cry over it but still not be in love with them….love is a really peculiar thing

Crying can bring relief, as long as you don’t cry alone.

Don’t cry over spilled milk.

Jon and I could not stop crying, … We’d have to stop takes.

The thing that matters is how you lose. I’m not crying. My friends should not cry.

Don’t cry over spilt milk.

Live to the point of tears

Should I kill myself, or have a cup of coffee?

Everyone says “I wish I was in your shoes”, the hundreds of people that wish they were in my shoes don’t know the tenth of it. If they were in my shoes they would cry like a baby.