Perhaps our eyes need to be washed by our tears once in a while, so that we can see life with a clearer view again.

Time is too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, too short for those who rejoice, but for those who love, time is eternity.

You close your eyes when you cry. That’s ok. Just don’t keep them closed too long. Things have become beautiful since you last looked. There’s nothing more to cry about.

Don’t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.