There are three things we cry for in life: things that are lost, things that are found, and things that are magnificent.”
This is what it means to be human. To feel overcome with emotion when we have to say goodbye, and when we experience discovery, and when we look out at the world and are suddenly struck by how incredible it is. When we cry for these things, we are truly fucking alive.
And you can’t be too proud to cry. You can’t believe that crying is a sign of weakness, that boys don’t cry, any of that machismo 19th century bullshit. Crying is good. Crying is healthy. Cry for the right reasons.