For my first wedding I cried all the way down the aisle. My fake eyelash came off. My nose was red. My eyes were swollen. I'm not one of those pretty criers.

Christmas carols always brought tears to my eyes. I also cry at weddings. I should have cried at a couple of my own.

I'm being treated like a sex object cried the lady. No matter. I will take care of it said Time soothingly.

I was always depressed growing up. There wasn't a reason for it I just was. I was sad and morose. I cried a lot I wrote a lot and I read a lot and that was how I dealt with it.

It was sad when Sid Vicious died... I was freaked out when Phil Lynott died from Thin Lizzy. I cried. It was too crazy.

My solo album is dead and buried. We had the funeral. It was sad and I cried a lot but it made such a beautiful corpse that we had an open casket.

I've cried and you'd think I'd be better for it but the sadness just sleeps and it stays in my spine the rest of my life.

When I was 12 I cried to my mom because I never got my letter to Hogwarts.

I shoplifted. I was about five years old and I took a candy from a store. We paid for three of them but I took four and I went home and cried. My mom took me back and I paid for the missing piece.

True love doesn't happen right away it's an ever-growing process. It develops after you've gone through many ups and downs when you've suffered together cried together laughed together.