She Wept Quotes

#1. A dark hand had let go its lifelong hold upon her heart. But she did not feel joy, as she had in the mountains. She put her head down in her arms and cried, and her cheeks were salt and wet. She cried for the waste of her years in bondage to a useless evil. She wept in pain, because she was free.

Ursula K. Le Guin

#2. She wept for the hurt that he owned, a hurt she could never hope to remove.

Jonathan Maberry

#3. She wept easily. This did not mean that she felt things more deeply than others did. It certainly did not mean that she was fragile or sentimental or ready to bring that sodden leverage to bear on the slights that came with being the baby of the family.

Marilynne Robinson

#4. She wept over the vanity of her desires, which had so ardently flown to the blossoming flesh that now had already withered forever.

Marcel Proust

#5. Rodolfo lifted Alessandra's hand to his lips and kissed it. 'I have loved you, Alessandra. Do not forget that. Thank you ... thank you for loving me.' She wept, curling her head in toward his good shoulder. 'Do not leave me, Rodolfo. Do not leave us. Chiara ... and the baby ...

Lisa Tawn Bergren

#6. She wept because she did not know what she wanted, and because she wanted everything.

Meagan Spooner

#7. #
# My pregnant wife came home with her previously long hair that I loved chopped off and replaced with a short, mommish haircut. She asked what I thought and could tell by my face. She had put a mom's need for convenience before being a wife. She wept.

Mark Driscoll

#8. Our bodies aren't strangers,' he said, his voice ragged. 'Our spirits aren't strangers'. He held her face in his hands. 'Tell me what part of me is stranger to you and I'll destroy that part of me.'
And she wept to hear his words.

Melina Marchetta

#9. Mrs Ross adjusted her veil but did not put the flask away ... 'Why is this happening to us, Davenport? What does it mean - to kill your children? Kill them and then go in there and sing about it! What does that mean?' She wept-but angrily.

Timothy Findley

#10. Then he gave her a kiss on the forehead that felt like a baptism and she wept like a baby.

Zadie Smith

#11. Maria was staring at me like I was wearing purple socks.
'Wow," she said. "That's exactly what music is.'
And then she started crying again. But this time, she wept quietly.
'You understand," she said. 'You really understand.

Sherman Alexie

#12. She wept for her hardheadedness, and for a world that couldn't just let her be both, a woman in love and a woman with a career, without flares of guilt and self-doubt seeping in and wreaking havoc.

Sandhya Menon

#13. For a long time, she wept, not so much for him and not at all for herself, but for the condition of all things and for the way the world could be but is not.

Dean Koontz

#14. She wept with shame for her lack of will and with fear for a love she couldn't control.

Judith McNaught

#15. It was one of her delightful qualities; she wept with those who wept.

Karen Joy Fowler

#16. It was only later, in her new, darker rooms above the banking house, that she realized it didn't matter how loud she screamed or how violently she wept. Her parents would never come to her because, being dead, they didn't care anymore.

Daniel Abraham

#17. I held her as she wept. I stroked her hair, loose and slightly matted. 'Stay here with me. Or let me come with you.' She pulled me down to kiss her. Warm. Briny. 'I love you,' she said, her lips still against mine. But it meant no.

Lily King

#18. She wept for every person who had ever been in a war, and she prayed that someday there would be no more fighting, and people could finally live in peace.

Mark Nolan

#19. But I've wept so much,' she said to Delay. 'Now I don't cry any more. When you don't cry it's because you no longer believe in happiness.

Justine Picardie

#20. hurt, Hannah prayed to the Lord and wept with many tears. 11 Making a vow, she pleaded, "Lord of Hosts, if You will take notice of Your servant's affliction, remember and not forget me, and give Your servant a son, I will give him to the Lord all the days of his life, and his hair will never be cut.

Anonymous

#21. This was what real grief felt like - she had never truly felt it before. All the times she had been sad, all the times she had wept in her life, all the glooms and melancholies were merely moods, mere passing whims. Grief was a different thing altogether.

Dan Chaon

#22. Catherine wished to discover whether her son were really ill or
feigning. But he, worthy son of such a mother, played his part
to perfection. She had wept, he had a fever.

Alexandre Dumas

#23. It had been unbearable to hear those things, and even though she had wept in his arms afterwards, and apologized, they were in the air when he was alone, and there was no unsaying them.

Rachel Joyce

#24. As for Ellai, she told her sister what had passed, and Nitid wept, and her tears fell to earth and became chimaera, children of regret ...

Laini Taylor

#25. I love you," he gasped. "For always." "And I love you," she whispered as tears filled her eyes. He rolled on his side and drew her close, his arms sheltering against the storm that pounded on London. The sky itself wept because they loved each other, and it wasn't enough. As

Mary Jo Putney

#26. Before she continued her search she sat in his revolving desk chair, and wept for the passing of time, and the necessary death of the well-loved, wise old man.

Robertson Davies

#27. Besides, as much as she loved Bruckner's symphonies, he just couldn't touch a man who had painted his bedroom walls with views of the sea to please her, who gave his precious smiles to her alone, who wept when he watched his daughter sleep.

Lynn Kurland

#28. There had been a quarrel, she had been hurt, had wept. Now it was over; now she sat still and waited. Life would go on. As with children. As with animals. If only you did not talk, did not make simple things complicated, did not turn your soul inside out.

Hermann Hesse

#29. I have cried over myself a hundred times this summer, she thought, I have wept over my big feet and my skinny legs and my nose, I have even cried over my stupid shoes, and now when I have true sadness there are no tears left.

Betsy Byars

#30. at last tears were all wept out and the little patient ache that was to be in her heart until she died took their place.

L.M. Montgomery

#31. And all you can do is just read," she said. She raised her voice an screamed, "You just read and read and read!" Then she threw herself down on the table and wept.

Tove Jansson

#32. She did not know it, but she was actually in despair at the poverty of human emotions. Was it not irrational that there was nothing to do except weep when ten people died, just as one wept for but a single person?

Yukio Mishima

#33. As he watched the couple the room went dark, and he spun around. Shoba had turned the lights off. She came back to the table and sat down, and after a moment Shukumar joined her. They wept together, for the things they now knew.

Jhumpa Lahiri

#34. She wondered if old dreams could haunt rooms - if, when one left forever the room where she had joyed and suffered and laughed and wept, something of her, intangible and invisible, yet nonetheless real, did not remain behind like a voiceful memory.

L.M. Montgomery

#35. The brown-eyes angel was weeping over the demon. The angel wept because she was grieved at the mere thought of someone hurting him

Sylvain Reynard

#36. It was no warning, no judgment, simply her name, and she could have wept at the recognition of it.

Patricia A. McKillip

#37. But by her still halting course and winding, woeful way, you plainly saw that this ship that so wept with spray, still remained without comfort. She was Rachel, weeping for her children, because they were not.

Herman Melville

#38. I wept as I understood. >i< Kill me now, >/i< she was saying. >i< Do it fast. Don't make it hurt. Kill me now. >/i<

Sarah J. Maas

#39. An aching vacuum inside her sucking the air from her lungs. She hung her head and wept fiercely, the emptiness inside her growing larger not smaller; she felt as though it would grow so large it would suffocate her just as surely as the sea would have

Alan Brennert

#40. Naomi knew she should pray... Instead, she put her face in her hands and wept with all the force of a bursting dam.

Heather Blanton

#41. Turning, she held her arms out to him in a maternal gesture. McKenna went to her at once, his black head lowering to her soft, round shoulder as he wept.

Lisa Kleypas

#42. She might have wept then, had not the sky begun to do it for her.

George R R Martin