I have nothing to offer but blood, toil, tears, and sweat.

But there was no need to be ashamed of tears, for tears bore witness that a man had the greatest of courage, the courage to suffer.

If ever tears and pleadings have served the weak to fight the strong, let them do so now

Parents, determine to make your children obey you, though it may cost you a lot of trouble, and cost them many tears. Let there be no questioning, and reasoning, and disputing, and delaying. When you give them a command, let them clearly see that you expect them to do it.

Our sins are debts that none can pay but Christ. It is not our tears, but His blood; it is not our sighs, but His sufferings, that can testify for our sins. Christ must pay all, or we are prisoners forever

With the tears a Land hath shed. Their graves should ever be green

I suppose one of the reasons we’re all able to continue to exist for our allotted span in this green and blue vale of tears is that there is always, however remote it might seem, the possibility of change.

I can never stop thanking you. If I never stop, I never need to say farewell. A river rushes between us. You follow it north, I pursue it south. When I weep because I miss you, my tears will seep through your cavern. Your face is kind as a shawl in winter, or a diamond for a song. My family keeps an inn. You have a chamber in my heart. No rent is due. Farewell. Farewell.

And tears came before he could stop them, boiling hot then instantly freezing on his face, and what was the point in wiping them off? Or pretending? He let them fall.

It’ll all end in tears and oil.

We have to learn that not everyone deserves our tears. You have to do the right thing even if someone mocks you

I only became aware that my eyes had filled with tears when I noticed some commotion in the treetops, far off outside the perimeter wall. I blinked and looked again. There were monkeys out there fighting, screaming and pelting one another with rotten fruit.

I wear my tears on my sleeves.

Baseball teaches us patience, perseverance, and the value of teamwork

Tears may soothe the wounds they cannot heal

Off with your hat, as the flag goes by! And let the heart have its say; you’re man enough for a tear in your eye that you will not wipe away.

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

This tremendous world I have inside of me. How to free myself, and this world, without tearing myself to pieces. And rather tear myself to a thousand pieces than be buried with this world within me.

No tears in the writer, no tears in the reader. No surprise in the writer, no surprise in the reader.

Gold medals are made out of sweat, blood and tears and effort in the gym every day.

We are involved in technology development for, you know, missions that we hope to plan that would take us to an asteroid and eventually to Mars.

Do you tear yourself apart to entertain like me? Do the people whisper ’bout you on the train like me? Saying that you shouldn’t waste your pretty face like me.

When our friends talk about you, all it does is just tear me down ‘Cause my heart breaks a little when I hear your name

Forecast for tomorrow? 100% chance of tears.

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

Beware of making a woman cry. God is counting her tears.

Tears are words that need to be written.

A Jesus who never wept could never wipe away my tears.

If you can’t see His way past the tears, trust His heart.

Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts.

We need never be ashamed of our tears.

Heal with loneliness, heartaches and teardrops

Living is like tearing through a museum. Not until later do you really start absorbing what you saw, thinking about it, looking it up in a book, and remembering – because you can’t take it in all at once

If we weep for all the deaths in our country, the tears in our eyes would never dry.

Tears shed for self are tears of weakness, but tears shed for others are a sign of strength.

Don’t make me sad, don’t make me cry.

It took a lot of blood, sweat and tears to get to where we are today, but we have just begun. Today we begin in earnest the work of making sure that the world we leave our children is just a little bit better than the one we inhabit today.

Live to the point of tears

The tears come from the heart and not from the brain.

I remember watching the mascara tears flood the ivories and I thought, “It’s OK to be sad.” I’ve been trained to love my darkness.

If the Olive Trees knew the hands that planted them, Their Oil would become Tears.