I wept not, so to stone within I grew.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
There have been times that I've wept as I've gone from city to city and I've seen how far people have wandered from God.
Do not weep for me.
Ultimately, Lloyd Alexander's tales of Prydain were enough to make me come back and visit again and again, and each time, I laughed and I wept. Each time. No exceptions.
I do not weep: I loathe tears, for they are a sign of slavery.
I weep at everything.
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will make me go in a corner and cry by myself for hours.
Do not weep; do not wax indignant. Understand.
But by reading them again and again finally I was able to grasp the essential part. What emotion, enthusiasm, enlightenment and confidence they communicated to me! I wept for joy.
I wept my way through teaching practice.
And weep the more, because I weep in vain.