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• So if hunger provokes wailing and wailing brings the breast; if the breast permits sucking and milk suggests its swallow; if swallowing issues in sleep and stomachy comfort, then need, ache, message, object, act, and satisfaction are soon associated like charms on a chain; shortly our wants begin to envision the things which well reduce them, and the organism is finally said to wish.

  William H. Gass

  Sleep, Issues, Wish

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• I had often heard Mentor say, that the voluptuous were never brave, and I now found by experience that it was true; for the Cyprians whose jollity had been so extravagant and tumultuous, now sunk under a sense of their danger and wept like women. I heard nothing but the screams of terror and the wailings of hopeless distress. Some lamented the loss of pleasures that were never to return; but none had presence of mind either to undertake or direct the navigation of the menaced vessel.

  François Fenelon

  Loss, Presence Of Mind, Brave

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• Yo estoy más atrás, rodeado por todos lados de hombres llorosos, con los rostros brillantes de lágrimas. El tío Al prometió tres dólares y una botella de whisky canadiense al hombre que diera el mejor espectáculo. Nunca has visto tanto dolor... hasta los perros aullaban.

  Sara Gruen

  Dog, Uncles, Grief

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• the occasional cries of a lost loon, strayed from its flock in northern migration, fill the swamp with sounds of wailing.

  Gene Stratton-Porter

  Sound, Swamps, Migration

  Gene Stratton-Porter (2017). “The Song of the Cardinal”, p.6, Jazzybee Verlag

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• How dreadful it is, to emerge from the oblivion of slumber, and to receive as a good morrow the mute wailing of one's own hapless heart - to return from the land of deceptive dreams to the heavy knowledge of unchanged disaster!

  Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley

  Dream, Grief, Heart

  Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley (1833). “The Last Man”, p.180

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• I can still hear my mother wailing over some new kitchen crisis, "Oh God," and my father answering cozily from the silo, "Were you calling me, dear?

  Peter De Vries

  Mother, Father, Kitchen

  Peter De Vries (2014). “Comfort Me with Apples: A Novel”, p.7, Open Road Media

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• Actuar es actuar mal si el propio actor se emociona en el acto de hacer llorar al público. El objetivo es hacer llorar al público, pero no llorar uno mismo. La emoción tiene que estar dentro del actor, no fuera. Si te quedas ahí llorando y lamentándote, todas tus emociones se te irán por la camisa y nada saldrá hacia el público. El control del público tiene que ver con el actor

  Rex Harrison

  Emocional, Actuación, Actores

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• ¡Oh Tierra, tan llena de lúgubres ruidos!
  ¡Oh hombres, con lamentos en vuestras voces!
  ¡Oh, oro cavado, montón de zancudos!
  ¡Oh lucha, oh maldición, que sobre ella caes!
  Dios hace silencio a través de todos vosotros,
  Y "da a su amado, el sueño.

  Elizabeth Barrett Browning

  Death, Fall, Sleep

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• And over the pond are sailing Two swans all white as snow; Sweet voices mysteriously wailing Pierce through me as onward they go. They sail along, and a ringing Sweet melody rises on high; And when the swans begin singing, They presently must die.

  Heinrich Heine

  Sweet, Swans, Two

  Heinrich Heine (2016). “Delphi Complete Poetical Works of Heinrich Heine (Illustrated)”, p.59, Delphi Classics

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• I felt if I went chronologically, I'd get bogged down in childhood and that's part of our culture of complaint in America. This endless wailing about your childhood.

  Edmund White

  America, Childhood, Culture

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• On the Avenue in front of the White House were several hundred colored people, mostly women and children, weeping and wailing their loss. This crowd did not diminish through the whole of that cold, wet day; they seemed not to know what was to by their fate since their great benefactor was dead, and though strong and brave men wept when I met them, the hopeless grief of those poor colored people affected me more than almost anything else.

  Gideon Welles

  Strong, Children, War

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• Críticas, reproches y discursos destemplados del senador de Luisiana son en realidad los lamentos de un apóstol de la desesperación; ha perdido el control de sí mismo, está intentando jugar al billar con bolas de billar elípticas y un taco en espiral.

  Huey Long

  Jugar, Desesperar, Intentar

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• But as in wailing there's nought availing, And Death unfailing will strike the blow, Then for that reason, and for a season, Let us be merry before we go.

  John Philpot Curran

  Blow, Reason, Strikes

  ?1773 'Let Us Be Merry Before We Go'.

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• Brightpaw's eye opened and she fixed a cloudy gaze on Fireheart. "What happened?" he repeated. "What did this?" A thin wailing came from Brightpaw, which gradually formed into words. Fireheart stared at her in horror as he made out what she was trying to say. "Pack, pack," she whispered. "Kill, kill.

  Erin Hunter

  Eye, Trying, Horror

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• ¿Surf?", preguntó. Ella se rió, y el sonido envió una onda expansiva a través del agua. Los lamentos se convirtieron en ruido de fondo. Annabeth se preguntó si alguien se había reído antes en el Tártaro, una simple y pura carcajada de placer. Lo dudaba.

  Rick Riordan

  Simple, Ruido de fondo, Agua

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• Arya levantó la mirada del hombre muerto y su perro muerto. Jaqen H'ghar estaba apoyado en un lateral de la Torre de las Lamentaciones. Al verla, se llevó una mano a la cara y le puso dos dedos en la mejilla.

  George R. R. Martin

  Perro, Hombres, Manos

  George R. R. Martin (2012). "George R. R. Martin's A Game of Thrones 5-Book Boxed Set (Serie Canción de Hielo y Fuego): Juego de tronos, Choque de reyes, Tormenta de espadas, Festín de cuervos y Danza de dragones", p. 1117, Bantam.

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• He saw merchants trading, princes hunting, mourners wailing for their dead, whores offering themselves, physicians trying to help the sick, priests determining the most suitable day for seeding, lovers loving, mothers nursing their children—and all of this was not worthy of one look from his eye, it all lied, it all stank, it all stank of lies, it all pretended to be meaningful and joyful and beautiful, and it all was just concealed putrefaction. The world tasted bitter. Life was torture

  Hermann Hesse

  Beautiful, Meaningful, Mother

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• If anyone asks you if you’re taken,” I said, “the answer is yes.” “I think I can live with that,” he promised. “Good,” I said. “Because you don’t want to see me be cross.” “Too late.” “Shut up and dance, Walt.” “Shut up and dance, Walt.” We did—with the music of a psychotic griffin screaming behind us, and the sirens and horns of Brooklyn wailing below. It was quite romantic.

  Rick Riordan

  Taken, Thinking, Too Late

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• Momma said that ghosts couldn't move over water. That's why Africans got trapped in the Americas.. They kept moving us over the water, stealing us away from our ghosts and ancestors, who cried salty rivers into the sand. That's where Momma was now, wailing at the water's edge, while her girls were pulled out of sight under white sails that cracked in the wind.

  Laurie Halse Anderson

  Girl, Moving, Sight

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• Percy: Pensé que había perdido a mi mamá para siempre, y yo estaba atrapado en una colina en una tormenta luchando contra este enorme toro tío mientras Grover se desmayó gimiendo. "¡Comida!" Fue aterrador, tío.

  Rick Riordan

  Mom, Fighting, Men

  Rick Riordan (2010). “Percy Jackson: The Demigod Files: The Demigod Files”, p.31, Penguin UK

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• De acuerdo". Se enderezó y pareció ser fiel a su promesa de dejarlo pasar. "Seré un hombre en esto." Eso duró hasta que vio los arañazos del puma en el capó y el guardabarros delantero, donde Abigail lo había arrastrado fuera de la calzada. Lamentándose, fue hacia él y se hundió de rodillas. Se desparramó sobre el capó y apoyó la cabeza en el guardabarros dañado. "Lo siento mucho, Bets. Debería haber escondido las llaves. Pinchar los neumáticos. Hacer algo. No tenía ni idea de que alguien te haría tanto daño, cariño. Te juro que nunca dejaré que nadie vuelva a hacerte daño. Ayyy, ¿cómo pudieron hacerte esto? ¿Cómo? ¡Oh, la humanidad!

  Sherrilyn Kenyon

  Baby, Hurt, Sorry

  Sherrilyn Kenyon (2011). “Retribution”, p.260, Macmillan

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• After a while, though the grief did not go away from us, it grew quiet. What had seemed a storm wailing through the entire darkness seemed to come in at last and lie down.

  Wendell Berry

  Lying, Grief, Darkness

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• These tears I'm wailing, I spill not without reason. Remove them, my dearest love. Take me to the place I've been dreaming of, where the grotesquely lonely meet the grotesquely lonely and they whisper, just very softly, Please be mine, Dearest Love.

  Steven Morrissey

  Dream, Lonely, Tears

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• With the aurora borealis flaming coldly overhead, or the stars leaping in the frost dance, and the land numb and frozen under its pall of snow, this song of the huskies might have been the defiance of life, only it was pitched in minor key, with long-drawn wailings and half-sobs, and was more the pleading of life, the articulate travail of existence. It was an old song, old as the breed itself--one of the first songs of the younger world in a day when songs were sad.

  Jack London

  Song, Stars, Keys

  Rudyard Kipling, Hugh Lofting, Jack London, Kenneth Grahame, Anna Sewell (2017). “Five Classic Animal Adventures: The Jungle Book, The Story of Doctor Dolittle, The Call of the Wild, The Wind in the Willows, and Black Beauty”, p.257, Open Road Media

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• Y cuando hubo puesto su mano sobre la mía con mirada alegre, de donde tomé valor, me llevó adentro a las cosas secretas. Allí resonaban en el aire sin estrellas suspiros, lamentos y profundos lamentos, por lo que al principio lloré. Lenguas extrañas, expresiones horribles, palabras de aflicción, acentos de cólera, voces altas y débiles, y sonidos de manos con ellas, hacían un tumulto que gira siempre en aquel aire siempre oscuro, como la arena cuando el torbellino respira.

  Dante Alighieri

  Dark, Air, Hands

  Dante Alighieri (2005). “The Divine Comedy: Inferno”, p.13, Simon and Schuster

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