Lois Lowry Quotes

Tears are the showers that fertilize this world.

Delicious tears! The heart's own dew.

Certain realities in life are only seen through eyes that are cleansed through our tears. Let us learn how to weep

There is a certain pleasure in weeping.

Nothing dries sooner than tears.

Crying is cleansing. There's a reason for tears, happiness or sadness.

Tears hinder sorrow from becoming despair.

Sometimes, when you’re sad you don’t know what to do, it helps to be angry. But then the tears come back again all the same, and you fall asleep with the salty taste of them on your lips.

My tears simply broke through the fragile wallthat had held them, and with a terrible feeling of shame, I laid my head upon the table and let them drain out of me.

We are expanded by tears, we are told, not reduced by them.

There is nothing quite so satisfying, and so healing, as a good cry.

Nothing dries sooner than a tear.

We cried and sobbed and wept and bled tears. But when we were finished, all we could do was continue living.

There is a certain kind of pleasure in weeping.

Tears are at times as eloquent as words. [Weeping hath a voice.]

There is a sacredness in tears

In the end I didn't know who I was crying for, but it was something my body wanted to do, as though trying to digest grief.

There is a certain pleasure in weeping; grief finds in tears both a satisfaction and a cure.

They who are sad find somehow sweetness in tears.

We all have our moments of weakness, just as well that we are still capable of weeping, tears are often our salvation, there are times when we would die if we did not weep - Blindness

I cried until my eyes swelled shut, and then I slept, a black, dreamless sleep from which I awoke amazingly refreshed, at least until I remembered.

I've always had a little bit of darkness, and I've always been someone who was grieving. I had kind of had a tumultuous upbringing living in an abusive home, so for me, writing has always been a point of catharsis.

Sometimes I can only groan, and suffer, and pour out my despair at the piano!

Since grief only aggravates your loss, grieve not for what is past.