No, it just shows you have a heart, no shame in that my good friend.
By the way, you mentioned Moon on the other thread, what is it, I never even heard of it? Am I missing out?
I have cried a few times reading books about war, and at the pictures, I ball like a baby sometimes at such literature.
Maybe it's a guy thing (or just a 'me' thing), but sometimes I'll be reading something horrific like the link I just posted above, thinking 'why amn't I bawling - is there something wrong with me?', cos other times I can be a sucker for sentimental tear-targeting fiction on television. That medium may have more of a pull on the emotions.
many of us feel deeply, yet do not cry. Many others cry easily, yet do not feel.![]()
Your new signature, perhaps? (has a great ring to it)
How about when Itto and Daigoro are killed?Not a book, a comic.
My favorite comic book character, Cable, who had spent the last 17 years raising a .... called Hope in the future because people were trying to hunt her in the present, (but the future isn't really all that safe either, but only one person is still hunting Hope). He finally brings her home to her own time, then needs to close a portal that is spitting out death machines from the future - a suicide mission - but one which would save her. I found it quite sad.
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They had a great adventure though:
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(Cable saving Hope from people trying to kill her after she was born)
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In these sketches I have
named but a few persons who fought side by side with me during that long
and unholy war. In looking back over these pages, I ask, Where now are
many whose names have appeared in these sketches? They are up yonder,
and are no doubt waiting and watching for those of us who are left
behind. And, my kind reader, the time is coming when we, too, will be
called, while the archangel of death is beating the long roll of eternity,
and with us it will be the last reveille. God Himself will sound the
"assembly" on yonder beautiful and happy shore, where we will again have
a grand "reconfederation." We shed a tear over their flower-strewn
graves. We live after them. We love their memory yet. But one
generation passes away and another generation follows. We know our loved
and brave soldiers. We love them yet.
But when we pass away, the impartial historian will render a true verdict,
and a history will then be written in justification and vindication of
those brave and noble boys who gave their all in fighting the battles of
their homes, their country, and their God.
"The United States has no North, no South, no East, no West." "We are
one and undivided." - Sam Watkins, Co. Aytch
I never read the book, but I can't watch the movie.....it makes Okamido misty.The Joy Luck Club made me cry on a couple of parts. When the .... kills her baby to get back at the abusive guy it was just so sad. And, when the sisters re-unite at the end.
Amazon.com: The Joy Luck Club (9780804106306): Amy Tan: Books