Do Not Cry Quotes Novels & Stories

That bitch damaged him. I saw tears build up in his eyes, threatening to spill but he forced it back doing his best not to cry. I couldn't help it, my own tears built up too;"you won't cry Dafoe, men don't cry." I chided to myself blinking back the tears, "So you want it gone without finding out, mmm?" "It's better that way. I don't need to hope for something that isn't real." I nodded, agreeing with him. Maybe I shouldn't let him hope on something that doesn't exist too.

I suddenly remembered what my Mommy told me before. ‘A woman should never cry over a man. Because real man won’t make you cry, if that man loves you he won’t make you cry. If you’re going to cry, it’s not because he hurt you, it’s because he made you happy and that’s what they called tears of joy.’

"If you loved him, then you must be heartbroken, so it's okay to cry." "Are you suggesting I cry over someone like him?" Elara asked, shaking her head. "How can I?" "You are not crying for him; you are crying because it is a way for you to relieve stress so you can get over it quicker." "What are you trying to say?" "It's okay to cry."

she replied and the old lady gave a little chuckle before fixing her attention on Bianca. “Crying doesn’t make you weak my darling, crying means you have been strong for too long. Crying helps you clear your mind and prepare you for what’s to come. Don’t ever let anyone make you feel like crying is for the weak, rather it makes you stronger than you think”

This is it. My "I do's" are said on auto pilot, my heart raging with a million different emotions. I will not cry. I will not cry. Tears sting my eyes but I do not let them fall. I vowed to keep my strong façade firmly in place during this moment of torture. I failed woefully this morning. That will never happen again. I blink back my tears with renewed determination.

I'm not worthy of being your husband. Beside him, Emily looked as if she had aged greatly in an instant. She caressed the headstone and placed my favorite food in front of it. "Julie, you've suffered so much. It must have been so painful…" I stood beside them, and I could feel my soul slowly disappearing. "Don't cry, Mom. It doesn't hurt at all. I'm going to leave. I hope you and Ansel have a good life."

“I… I am sorry, wasn't my intention. You are the man of course...I...just...... nevermind. I apologize.” I looked towards the window, fighting back tears. Don't cry. Don't cry.

“Do not wear yourself out, please. It’ll kill you faster than any prophecy ever could. You don’t have to… you don’t have to save them all. You can’t always save everybody.” I sigh, dropping onto the bed and wiping the tears from my eyes. “I know it sounds selfish. I don’t want to get hurt. I don’t want to feel like a fucking failure.” “Don’t cry, please,” Morien rushes to my side, gently pushing my hands aside to wipe my tears. “It would break us to see you like this.”

"Don't cry. He will be all right. Just give him some time." I hadn't even known I had tears welling up in my eyes until they started dripping down my face. I gasped, managing a laugh that sounded more like a sob. You're even getting me to cry," I breathed unhappily. "How am I supposed to like such a man? In case you don't understand, Don, no woman likes a man who can make her cry." But the tears persisted. They flowed over my cheeks as if the dam had broken, having me sniffle like a hurt child. Whatever I did, I was unable to keep myself from falling apart.

“Then try harder.” I stared at Nikolai silently for a while before tearing my gaze away. Both of us stood there, but I could feel Nikolai’s gaze on me. “You know you can cry, right?” He said suddenly and my eyes snapped to him. “What?” I whispered. Nikolai sucked in a breath like doing this was physically painful for him, before he repeated what he said. “You know you can cry. You don’t have to act rough. You don’t have to hold it in. Just cry. And if you need someone to hold you, I’d be here.”