Novel & Cerita Do Not Cry Quotes

I wanted to break free, to scream, but the lessons had taken that away from me too. *** I turned to see tears streaming down Lyron's face. “Please don't cry for me. It's just sad if you do.” “But–” “Shhh.” “O–ok,continue.”

The woman wiped her tears with one hand, she stared at the cake with a smile of sorrow that she felt. "Don't cry Reya ... No one will care about you, even if you cry blood," she said to himself. "Stop crying, your tears will be wasted and of course it will make you look even weaker. Come on smile, get up and keep laughing even if the world upsets you," she stressed self-encouragingly.

"There, there, stop crying. It's all in the past. We don't need to look back. We need to move forward." She lifted her glass and brought it to Lucy's lips. "If you can't face it calmly, then don't force yourself. "You're just an ordinary person. You can cry, be angry, get upset, or be irritable. There's no need to force yourself to accept things you can't." Lucy sobbed even harder. "You're telling me not to cry, then you say I can cry. I-I—" Faye gently patted Lucy's back, silently keeping her company.

she said "No way I'm letting you see my ugly face......it's wrong for you to even see me cry" I said "Why? Because you feel I'll think you're a chicken?" She asked and folded her arms "Yeahh______something like that. You know the saying 'boys don't cry' most people take it serious" I put my fingers up for the quotation "Fallacy that......boys are human too, and crying is also a way of expressing one's self. It's just like saying don't laugh when something is amusing and funny to you" she explained

by the time Ryan was done with his words, Dora felt a warmth that made her want to cry in joy, She wanted to tell him how she felt as well, Express herself like he had done but she couldn't find the right words, nothing she would say would be as beautiful as what Ryan had just said to her, “Are you gonna cry?” He teased her, she frantically shook her head with a smile “Tough girls dont cry. Now, go and freshen up and come back here before those wounds get infected “ he said, Dora stood up about to leave but she stood still “What is it?” Ryan asked, he appeared to be worried

Trix added to Schina’s statement. “Don’t mind me, let me cr—y for this time,” Aicko begs to her two friends. “That’s enough, AC! You have been crying for too long,” Schina strictly ask her to stop crying. She pitifully glances at her friends, “am I not allowed to cry too?” She sadly asks them. “We are not saying that, we just want you to know that crying is good but not all the time,” Schina replied to her query.

Adro said. With teary eyes, Grace nodded once. "Thank you, Adro," she said. Then she wiped the corners of her eyes while chuckling. "Oh my... I'm such a crybaby. It’s just an injured ankle during class. Why should I cry it out? Please forgive me." "I won't judge your problems. Everyone has a reason to shed tears, even for small things." Adro replied. "That's a wise quote," Grace said. Then she made a long exhale. "It seems you'll make my day,"

“ Ella, God allows us to go through pain to grow us in faith and stature. ” “ Really? ” “ Have you heard of the quote which says, there's no growth without pain? ” “ I have. But how does that relate to this? I never searched for a boyfriend, all I did was want a Best friend, so why? Why did this have to happen, why? ” “ Steve Jobs said something that resonated with me for a while. He said, “ You don't connect the dots looking forward, you only do so looking backwards. ” The dots will connect, Ella. Soon, you'll be thankful it all happened the way it did. ”

"Don't cry, Natalie. Don't cry. No crying here." Natalie didn't want to cry, but after days of pent-up emotions, the tears couldn't stop just because she willed them to. She pressed her lips together, trying not to make a sound. She didn't want to look like she was falling apart.

“You’re crying.” Amara blinked, surprised. She touched her face, her fingers coming away wet. She hadn’t even realized. Lena didn’t say anything else. She just sat beside her, a silent sentinel. She didn’t hug her. She didn’t tell her it would be okay. She didn’t say they’d get what they deserved. She just was there. And after a long silence, she said, “Don’t cry for them.” Amara looked at her, her eyes glistening. “They don’t deserve your tears,” Lena said, her voice firm. “They don’t deserve your anger. They don’t deserve anything from you.”