It's Okay To Cry Quote Novels & Stories

It's a reminder of the power of human connection during difficult times. “It's okay to cry,” Mary leads me to a nearby bench where we sit together, her comforting presence a balm to my wounded soul. Her gentle touch on my shoulder and reassurance that it's okay to cry offer me a sense of comfort and understanding. As I gather my emotions, I express my regrets, "I am sorry. I couldn't protect her."

I didn't like how messed up my emotions had become. “ It's okay to cry, it's okay to let it out,” he patted my back and let me cry. Maybe I needed to let it all out, that way I could clear my head. * * * *

She was clearly surprised to see me there. She hesitated for a moment, but finally answered my greeting. "Hi." She whispered, trying to clean her tears. "No." I rushed out and held her hands. "I might be a hypocrite for saying this, but crying makes you feel better. So just cry as much as you want to. I would patiently watch, until you feel better." It seemed like my words had further provoked more tears to fall from her eyes. She got more serious with her tears, and I was forced to remain there, truly feeling sorry for the unknown woman.

I sat on top of the car, and I could hear him cussing me out inside. I thought, "Austin, even if I survived the mountains, I would be resting in bed from the shock. I wouldn't have the energy to bring up a divorce." After my death, my body could no longer produce tears. Still, I touched my dry eyes as I yelled into the night. I called Austin a jerk, but only I could hear my own voice. Luna chuckled like she had just won a battle. "Let's drink! Forget about Ruby. I've called Howard and the others to join us. Let's drink until we pass out!"

I felt broken, and what I needed was a listening ear and a shoulder to cry on. “You don’t sound like it.” my mother said, her eyes bore into mine and I couldn't hold it again and wept like a child. Mother did not say anything, she held me close to her and stroked my hair as I cried. “It’s going to be okay,” she said, cajoling me as if I were a child. She brought a box of tissues and kept it beside me. I took some and blew my nose feeling better and embarrassed at the same time.

I opened my mouth to speak, to scream, to demand an explanation, but before I could, he added, “If it's money you want, I'll give it to you.” The room tilted as his words repeated in my head. I stared at him, the tears I had been holding back streaming freely down my cheeks. “Money?” I whispered, the word foreign and bitter on my tongue. He nodded, his expression impassive. “Yes. I'll make sure you're taken care of. You don't have to worry about anything.” Stumbling back a step, I gripped the counter for support as I felt so weak in the knees as if I could crash down to the floor anytime soon. I searched his face, hoping to find a shred of the man I thought I knew, the man I had sacrificed e

And then, turning his gaze to the fountain. "Your soul probably knows the reason why. After all, it must have seen decades and centuries. But, since your mind is only twenty one years old. You don't know why you are crying. Happens. Happens to everyone. And, it's okay not to know the reason why we are crying. Sometimes, it's lighter to not know the reason and cry than to know the reason and then cry." I nodded slowly, taking his words in. "I guess you're right," I said, letting out a deep breath.

To show his tears in front of others. A couple of minutes when he regained his composure. "I’m sorry for that, Miss Sunshine," he apologized. “I do not usually cry like that. Inhaling, I faced him and said, “That’s fine with me. You can cry whenever you want. You don’t have to be embarrassed about it, Dante. We all have our moments and crying does not mean that we are weak. Crying will not make you less of a man.” “Let’s go back to the alpha. So now, he is blaming himself.”

Then have some water from the bottle. “You didn't have to accompany me all the while. I can handle myself. I'm strong but sometimes I can't stop myself from breaking down when all the emotions take over me.” She said looking down. She was looking adorable with her red nose and flushed face. Her puffy eyes were cute too. “It's fine to cry sometimes. When we hold back our emotions for a long time it can lead to an emotional outburst. So it’s okay to cry sometimes.” She looked up at me and smiled a little.

Even I have lost two precious like him' letting more tears fall from his eyes a sob escapes from his throat. "Oh-oh, oH are you crying ah I shouldn't have said that! I'm sorry I didnt mean to make you cry I thought-" "It's okay Oji-san you went through so much worst than me, it's just I can stop myself from crying"