Her eyes were filling with tears and she didn't want him to see.
The stored tears continued to flow and the sobs wracked her body, robbing it of the ability to speak – barely allowing a breath to be drawn.
Her eyes were probably bloodshot and tears were beginning to blur her vision.
My heart was full of tears, for I love the beautiful truth with my whole heart and mind.
Opening it, she removed a tissue and wiped the tears from her face.
Watching the two of them, it was all she could do to control her own tears... especially knowing that this was at least partly her fault.
Mrs. Marsh burst into a fresh bout of tears, and Brandon put an arm around her, his own eyes growing misty.
She rolled over and wiped the tears from her cheeks.
She coughed, and tears stung her eyes.
The sincerity in his voice brought tears to her eyes.
She stroked his hair and kissed his forehead, while tears coursed down her cheeks as well.
The tears continued to seep down Julie's cheeks but she didn't sob.
"God, you scared me!" were her first words as she came to the bed and clutched my hand as tears rolled down her cheeks.
Little Lucy Martin saw him through her tears, but said nothing.
Carmen swallowed a lump in her throat and blinked tears from her eyes.
She leaned her head back and looked up at him, wiping the tears from her cheeks.
Tears continued to flow as her attention shifted back to Matthew.
Martha burst into tears and we tried one last time.
Tears wetted her face as men in what looked like black tactical SWAT gear entered the garage.
It is a sad story, but if you will try to restrain your tears I will tell you about it.
With tears in her eyes she went out and stood in the whisperer's place.
She gave him a passionately angry glance, and hardly able to restrain her tears and maintain the artificial smile on her lips, she got up and left the room.
The tears came without warning.
Tears were streaming down her cheeks.
Wiping tears from her eyes with her hand, she failed to suppress a sob.
She spun around and headed for her car, tears welling up in her eyes.
As usual, that thought brought the sting of tears to her eyes.
She dashed the tears from her eyes with her shirtsleeve.
She turned her head so that he would not see the tears burning her eyes.
Tears spilled down her cheeks as she slipped away from the couch.
Tears flooded her eyes and spilled down her cheeks.
Pierre was among those who saw him come out from the merchants' hall with tears of emotion in his eyes.
As became known later, he had scarcely begun to address the merchants before tears gushed from his eyes and he concluded in a trembling voice.
Tears filled the thin man's eyes, and the fat otkupshchik sobbed outright like a child and kept repeating:
Old Rostov could not tell his wife of what had passed without tears, and at once consented to Petya's request and went himself to enter his name.
"Thank you... daughter dear!... for all, for all... forgive!... thank you!... forgive!... thank you!..." and tears began to flow from his eyes.
And he began to sob, and again tears flowed from his eyes.
"Dear-est!" she repeated, and began sobbing, with tears that relieved her soul.
His kind, honest eyes, with the tears rising in them when she herself had begun to cry as she spoke of her loss, did not leave her memory.
When she had taken leave of him and remained alone she suddenly felt her eyes filling with tears, and then not for the first time the strange question presented itself to her: did she love him?
When he released him Prince Andrew saw that Kutuzov's flabby lips were trembling and that tears were in his eyes.
Taking his hand and drawing him downwards, Kutuzov offered his cheek to be kissed, and again Prince Andrew noticed tears in the old man's eyes.