A Quote by Cyril Tourneur

I shine in tears like the sun in April. — © Cyril Tourneur
I shine in tears like the sun in April.

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Old April wanes, and her last dewy morn Her death-bed steeps in tears; to hail the May New blooming blossoms neath the sun are born, And all poor April's charms are swept away.
Imitate the sun. Don't worry if people understand you. Just shine shine shine.
If you want to shine like a sun, first burn like a sun.
If you want to shine like the sun, first burn like the sun.
God is resplendently reflected in the souls of His chosen ones, and these pure souls, these images of God, like the transparent glass, shine forth like gold in the sun, like diamonds of the purest water, but they shine for God and the angels, not revealing their brightness to men, although at times, by God's ordering, they do shine even for them, by the light of their faith, their virtues, when necessary, similar to a candle put on a candlestick in a room, and lighting the room with all those who are in it. (cf. Mt. 5:15).
April, April Laugh thy girlish laughter; Then, the moment after, Weep thy girlish tears.
The sun don't shine forever, but as long as it's here, then we might as well shine together.
Sun shines with its light; flowers shine with their beauties and men shine with their goodnesses.
They fought the enemy, we fight fat living and self-pity. Shine, o shine, unfalsifying sun, on this sick scene.
Shining through tears, like April suns in showers, that labour to overcome the cloud that loads 'em.
Shining through tears, like April suns in showers, that labor to overcome the cloud that loads em.
It is always easy to shine in the dark mud! Choose the difficult task: Amongst the pearls under the sun, try to shine more than them!
There are tears that shine like a smile, sobbing like a sunrise for the truth.
Life's sunniest hours are not without The shadow of some lingering doubt-- Amid its brightest joys will steal Spectres of evil yet to feel-- Its warmest love is blent with fears, Its confidence a trembling one-- Its smile--the harbinger of tears-- Its hope--the change of April's sun! A weary lot--in mercy given, To fit the chastened soul for heaven.
You make me smile like the sun, fall out bed, sing like a bird, dizzy in my head. Spin like a record crazy on a sunday night. You make me dance like a fool, forget how to breath, shine like the sun buzz like a bee, just the thought of you can drive me wild. Oh you make me smile.
I call my brother 'Sun' cause he shine like one.
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