“Where nature with accustomed round Sweeps and garnishes the ground With kindly beauty, warm or cold Alternate seasons never old: Heathen, how furiously you rage, Cursing this blood and brimstone age, How furiously against your will You kill and kill again, and kill: All thought of peace behind you cast, Till like small boys with fear aghast, Each cries for God to understand, 'I could not help it, it was my hand.” HelpingHandsAgeBehindsBoysBloodCryColdSeasonsRoundsCastsWarmRageAccustomedBehind YouCursingHeathenAghast Book:Country Sentiment Source: Country Sentiment
“Prophets are so dangerous because they cry in season and out of season, politely and impolitely, loud and long.” LongDangerousCrySeasonsLoudProphetProphecy Author:Joan D. Chittister
“Now are the days, of humblest prayer, When consciences to God lie bare, And mercy most delights to spare. Oh hearken when we cry. Now is the season, wisely long, Of sadder thought and graver song, When ailing souls grow well and strong. Oh hearken when we cry. The feast of penance! Oh so bright, With true conversion's heavenly light, Like sunrise after stormy night! Oh hearken when we cry. Oh happy time of blessed tears, Of surer hopes, of chast'ning fears, Undoing all our evil years. Oh hearken when we cry. Chastise us with Thy fear; Yet, Father! in the multitude Of Thy compassions, hear!” YearsWellsLongSoulLightLyingNightSongEvilFatherStrongGrowsPrayerCompassionCryTearsConscienceMercySeasonsBlessedDelightConversionHeavenlySunriseMultitudesSparesStormyPenanceUndoingHappy TimesStormy Nights Author:Frederick William Faber
“For me to get the support and the love and response we did from critics, but to also be at Trader Joe's and have women come up to me and cry and hug me is on another level. That makes you take a step back because there are genuine emotions at stake. People were truly on a journey with her. This story opened up week by week like a flower. It was just a magical season, and I'm so happy I got to do it.” PeopleStoriesLevelsEmotionStepsSupportJourneyWeekCryFlowerSeasonsResponseCriticsCome UpGenuineStakesHugTradersHug Me Author:Monica Potter
“I feel great about [War Cries regular series]. It's my third year with the show and every season the part's sort of increased and gotten more and more interesting so I'm really thrilled to just be more a part of things.” FeelsYearsWarShowsInterestingCryThirdsSeasonsSeriesWar Cry Author:Miguel Ferrer
“All things belonging to the earth will never change-the leaf, the blade, the flower, the wind that cries and sleeps and wakes again, the trees whose stiff arms clash and tremble in the dark, and the dust of lovers long since buried in the earth-all things proceeding from the earth to seasons, all things that lapse and change and come again upon the earth-these things will always be the same, for they come up from the earth that never changes, they go back into the earth that lasts forever. Only the earth endures, but it endures forever.” LongEarthLastsDarkSleepForeverTreeCryWindFlowerArmsLoversAll ThingsSeasonsEndureCome UpDustBelongingBuriedLeafsBladesNever ChangeClashProceedingLapses Book:You Can't Go Home Again Source: You Can't Go Home Again
“So in sum, what are we? We are the creatures that know and know too much. That leaves us with such a burden again we have a choice, to laugh or cry. No other animal does either. We do, depending on the season and the need.” KnowsNeedsDoeChoicesAnimalLaughingToo MuchCryCreaturesSeasonsBurden Book:Something Wicked This Way Comes: A Novel Source: Something Wicked This Way Comes: A Novel
“Spring is the season of gaiety, and winter of terror; in spring the heart of tranquility dances to the melody of the groves, and the eye of benevolence sparkles at the sight of happiness and plenty: in winter, compassion melts at universal calamity, and the tear of softness starts at the wailing of hunger and the cries of the creation in distress” HeartEyeCompassionCryCreationTearsSpringSeasonsUniversalSightWinterHungerTerrorPlentyMelodyDistressTranquilityCalamityBenevolenceSparkleSoftnessGroveWailingGaiety Author:Samuel Johnson
“I've closed my heart down, so many seasons. I didn't want to hurt again, I didn't want to try, so I turned myself to ice and stone, said I don't need anyone, and nobody else would ever make me cry.” WantNeedsTryingHeartSaidHurtCryMy HeartStonesSeasonsIce Author:Beth Nielsen Chapman
“I remember the last season I played. I went home after a ballgame one day, lay down on my bed, and tears came to my eyes. How can you explain that? It's like crying for your mother after she's gone. You cry because you love her. I cried, I guess, because I loved baseball, and I knew I had to leave it.” InspirationalHomeMotivationalEyeLastsRememberMotherGoneCryTearsOne DayBedBaseballSeasonsLaysAthleteCriedAthleticBallgame Author:Willie Mays
“The Haitians, who knew something about suffering and survival, had a beautiful phrase... The Translation is not perfect, but the nut of it was: 'The season of pain is never over until the sky begins to cry.” PainBeautifulSufferingPerfectSkyCrySurvivalSeasonsPhrasesNutsTranslationsNot Perfect Author:Rick Bragg