"Have patience with all things, but chiefly have patience with yourself. Do not lose courage in considering your own imperfections but instantly set about remedying them -- every day begin the task anew."
Saint Francis de Sales
"A pearl is a beautiful thing that is produced by an injured life. It is the tear [that results] from the injury of the oyster. The treasure of our being in this world is also produced by an injured life. If we had not been wounded, if we had not been injured, then we will not produce the pearl."
"As soon as forever is through, I'll be over you"
"True love is when you shed a tear and still want him"
"Character cannot be developed in ease and quiet. Only through experience of trial and suffering can the soul be strengthened, ambition inspired, and success achieved."
Helen Keller
Tear Stained Face
Tears poured down,
When his words came out.
Everything he said,
Was just another doubt.
She was never good enough,
Not even for her.
But now her dreams,
Flew by broken by a slur.
He said he loved her,
Then took it right back!
He said he cared,
But said it to attack!
One tear at a time,
Stained her pretty face.
No one knew she was so fragile,
Like a thin piece of lace.
She stared at the knife,
As a tear hit the ground,
Would she dare use it,
When it once spread her feelings around ?
She used to cut but stopped.
And was happy for a while.
But he killed her!
With his first smile.
She wondered why,
He would make her cry?
Make her not want to live,
But die?
With a tear stained face,
She took her life.
Killed herself,
With an already used knife.
She did it for love,
Her tears said it all,
He was her depression,
When he pretened to fall.
No more tears,
On her tear stained face,
Nothing left,
But her missery that took place!
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