They were not afraid to cry. Their tears were sacraments of love, which flowed from a deep spring. The fuller one's tear cup, the more a person was esteemed. Great-hearted people, it seems, cried far more readily than small-hearted people. Life touched them more deeply, not only the pain of it but also the joy. They wept into their cups of tears until they could truly say, "My cup runneth over."
— Forrest Church, Life Lines