There is sacredness in tears. They are not a mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love.

~  Washington Irving  ~

The tears have worn lines we call wrinkles like water does to rocks.

If my tears are held in a jar, what else does that jar hold?

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