I have full cause of weeping, but this heart shall break into a hundred thousand flaws or ere I'll weep.

Crises bring out the best in the best of us, and the worst in the worst of us.

He does not weep who does not see.

Oh! too convincing -- dangerously dear -- In woman's eye the unanswerable tear!

Crying is the refuge of plain women but the ruin of pretty ones.

The drying up a single tear has more of honest fame, than shedding seas of gore.

It opens the lungs, washes the countenance, exercises the eyes, and softens down the temper; so cry away.