“Don't cry so bitterly, but remember this day, and resolve with all your soul that you will never know another like it.”

“Bite your lips, little brother… Don't cry. Keep your anger, your hate, for another day, for later. The day will come but not now… Wait. Clench your teeth and wait…”

“I'm not used to sensitivity any more. When I see people cry when I lose, save your tears. I don't know how to handle people crying any more. I lost my sensitivity like that. Please, you embarrass me when you cry because I don't know what to do when you cry. I don't know what to say.”

“And now, my poor old woman, why are you crying so bitterly? It is autumn. The leaves are falling from the trees like burning tears- the wind howls. Why must you mimic them?”

“The cry of the poor is is not always just, but if you don't listen to it, you will never know what justice is.”

“Some things are just so sad that only your soul can do the crying for you..”

“If you try to look
But you don't touch
Then you won't touch
But you'll never feel
And if you don't feel
You'll never cry
And if you don't cry
Then you'll never heal.”

“You're the enemy. I don't want to sympathize with you. So… So don't… Don't cry like that in front of me! Damn it…”

“And I shall drive my chariot
Down your streets and cry
'Hey, it's me, I'm dynamite
And I don't know why'
We shall walk and talk
In gardens all misty wet with rain
And I will never, never, never
Grow so old again”

“Another day goes by
Still the children cry
Put a little love in your heart.”