"And I knew who wept,
and what had been done to her,
and who had done it."
-- C. S. Lewis
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| Self portrait 8-4-13 |
"He paused again as a tear of longing rolled from cheek to lip
with the sweet-salty taste of an old memory."
-- Norton Juster, The Phantom Tollbooth
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"Tears are the noble language of eyes ...
The eyes by tears speak, while the tongue is mute."
-- Robert Herrick, "Tears are Tongues"
