It's Okay To Cry Quote Novels & Stories

I couldn't answer; can I answer "both" She shrugged. "Is it both?" Is she a mind-reader or something? She looked in front and said, "It's fine. You can't stop what you are feeling inside, so it's fine to take it all out. If you are thinking that a man shouldn't be crying, stop thinking about it now. Sure, men are known as tougher than girls, but men also have hearts. You're not as hard as a rock. Crying is a natural human emotion and a physiological response to strong feelings of sadness, pain, or joy. There is no gender-based difference in the ability to cry. Everyone, regardless of their gender, can express their emotions through crying. It is a healthy way to release emotions and can prov

He was still deeply saddened by what had happened some time ago. Ivo, who was driving the car, was startled. He gently stroked his friend's shoulder to calm him down. "Of course you can. It's perfectly normal, you're human too. No one forbids you from crying even if you feel like you are the worst person in the world." Cylo looked away from Ivo. His tears flowed even more profusely. He became even more sad until he finally bowed his head and cried silently.

He thinned his lips and tried to smile through it when I just hugged him. "Remember it's not your fault. And it's not a crime to cry in front of me." The moment I said those words, a sob broke out of his lips and his body shook as he cried. "Why?" He sniffled, "Why did you say that?" "You've been trying so hard to impress the outside world, pretending it doesn't hurt while the wounds ate deeply into your soul, but it's okay now, you can let it out and cry in front of me. If you're afraid of being mocked, then I won't do that."

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”

I replied, a lone tear escaping my eye. " It's okay to cry, Linda. Crying doesn't make us weak. It's a way to vent out bottled up emotions." Valeria said. " But sometimes, crying doesn't solve anything. It just makes you look weaker." I replied, sighing. " It doesn't. Crying doesn't make us look weak. If anything, it just shows that we are strong. We are strong because after crying, we will rise up and be the phoenixes we are meant to be. I might not know your pain, but I can see it. This isn't easy on you, but it's not easy on him either. " Valeria said.

"What are you…." "I might not be Nico, and you might not love me, but I would always be here for you. Don't act tough in front of me, I told you once before and I'm saying this again, you have the right to cry, you have the right to scream and act like you are not okay because you are not okay. Don't act tough while you are with me. It doesn't suit you" He says and I smile sadly with my forehead on his chest. Is it really okay to cry? Do I want to cry though?

He added while laughing at me. "Are you genuinely trying to comfort me or are you making fun of me?” I looked at him evilly and took the tissue he was handing me. "Well, I'm not good at comforting someone. So, instead of crying I rather choose to see you smile.” But after he said that, he took a deep breath and spoke again, "But, it doesn't mean you can't cry in front of me." He started driving, "Crying is normal when you are sad, hurt, or happy. I hope the next time I see your tears is because of joy, Lorain.”

I say sniffing out,as I wiped the tears that was once again threatening to come out. " You know you do not have to say it right if you are not up for it" I hear say as she looked at me with atmost concern within her eyes. " No I am,forgive me for being stupid emotional" I tell her as I laughed dryly without no form of humor found in it. " No its fine,I mean...you can cry if you feel it would lessen the pain,there is no harm in it right? " I heard her say again which earned me a small laugh from her angle.

“Perhaps our eyes need to be washed by our tears once in a while, so that we can see life with a clearer view again.” “But crying is for the weak,” I sniffed, my cheeks were wet with tears. “Crying is not for the weak, you cry because you have been strong for too long.” My lips quivered. “Am I?” His eyes looked at me with sincerity. Those pair of blue-green eyes were like comforting me. And I just realized how lucky I am to have him. He angled my face and face it to him as he wiped my tears then pat my head then spoke, “Don’t forget that you’re human. It’s okay to melt down. Just don’t unpack and live there. Cry it out and then refocus on where you are headed.”

"You're going through a lot right now. No matter what anyone says, crying really does help sometimes." "Victor always said crying is stupid. It doesn't accomplish anything." "Is Victor a doctor?" I shook my head. "Then don't listen to him. It's my professional opinion that a good cry can solve a number of ailments, especially ones like this." I blew my nose into the tissue, then frowned. "Crying can stop my legs from spreading?" He laughed. I don't think he meant to. The little chuckle that burst out seemed entirely unintentional, but it was clear as day. Another round of tears welled up in my eyes and I jerked away from him.