weep buckets

If he had run out on her, she wasn't going to weep buckets over the loss.

I wept buckets, but it wasn't until later that I realized what had happened.

I used to weep buckets because I wanted to touch him again.'

When a girl was caught stealing sugar from the kitchen she wept buckets at the telling off she received.

In all the books she had read, the heroine always spent long nights tossing and turning in bed, weeping buckets.

I wept buckets, night after night,' she explains.

"I smile and laugh to make them laugh, because the last thing they need is some outsider weeping buckets over them."

"I wept buckets writing that."

I wept buckets, wrote to him, telephoned his mother - did everything I could to explain how devastated I felt.

"yes, whenever you like, but please not until after lunch because dearest stepmother will weep buckets..." "azadeh!"

I've got friends who are war correspondents and soldiers and rugger captains and they all wept buckets - if you believe what they tell you down the pub.

I most particularly wanted to hear La Traviata-I had wept buckets over La Dame aux camelias when my mother judged me sufficiently mature to read it.

Megan was dry-eyed with a cheerful face which looked as though it might crack at any moment, but Melanie had wept buckets, although no amount of weeping could spoil her pretty little face.

Morgan remarked of the connection between the dog and Emma, "She was upset when I went off to war but wept buckets when she was saying goodbye to Buster.

Still, while she admits that she wept buckets when she reached 30, Ms. Rouan said she now believed that relationships between older women and younger men had advantages over the more common older man-younger woman pairing.

In "The School of Flesh," that wonderfully complicated French actress Isabelle Huppert demonstrates an uncanny ability to weep buckets while remaining poker-faced, her tears appearing to emanate from a realm somewhere beyond feeling.

By the time one of the cast sang the line 'to love another person is to see the face of God' (it isn't) the rest of the audience were weeping buckets; I was stuffing a handkerchief in my mouth to stop laughing out loud.

She said "[Angie] could be on the floor, drunk, weeping buckets, mascara everywhere, then drag herself up the next morning in that old blue dressing gown, tidy herself up and be in the bar that night telling jokes and looking a million dollars."