Moved to Tears – The Art That Touches

So I stumbled on Daily Posts’ prompt for today. This is to write on a recent tear-jerking expression.

I like to think of myself as a logically emotional person. This is to say that while I shed the tear like everyone else, I do not shed it on a consistent basis. So in my adherence to the daily prompt for today, I will be giving 5 artistic forms (movies & books) that have moved me to shed a tear, even a single tear.

One recurring theme is that one particular action moved me to tears; one person was willing to put another person’s happiness over their own even at the cost of their life.

So without further foreplay and in no particular order, these are the movies and books that moved me to shed that tear;

A Walk to Remember  I watched the movie before I have read the book and it was boring. Because no movie can ever truly    interpret a book or even come close to describing the book, except The Godfather & P.S I Love You. So   when I was only too eager to read the book when I got it, and I have to say, it was a big mistake. Never have I been so moved by words or by a story, no matter how fictional it is.

Note: I haven’t read The Fault in Our Stars & P.S I Love You.
“When I was seventeen, my life changed forever”
That I believe, but it was Jamie Sullivan who made me cry. She is the blandest, most ordinary, drama-free female character that I have ever seen in a romantic book. I can’t point to one particular scene or page that mead me shed that tear. I just know that at some point in the book, my eyes where wet.
“First you will smile, and then you will cry— don’t say you haven’t been warned.”
I guess Mr. Sparks got that one right.

John QThis isn’t a romantic movie but it is a story of love. The love of a parent for his child who was dying.
I enjoyed the hostage situation thing and all. But when Denzel Washington offered to give his son his own heart, literally, my own heart stopped. It was moving. It was one of the purest sacrifices I have ever seen, giving our own life for someone else.
Now whenever I hear the same old talk that women love their children more than men, I just shake my head and accept that they don’t and can’t know. We guys just love in a different way from girls.


ChampionI have dystopian novels. It gives order or purpose to a world that is chaos. Not that there isn’t order in our current world, but the order lies in the chaos. Dystopian novels gives everybody a status, value and purpose right from the day they are born, and while our current world does the same, it at least creates the possibility that one’s status and value can change, dystopian worlds don’t give that possibility. I love chaos; there is too much order in chaos than order in order.
That said I finished the three books in the series because I like to at least finish what I start.
And the end was anti-climactic for me. This is because I expected that Day and June would finally be together without any problems and get to live together, blah blah blah. But Marie Lu had other ideas, June could have still gotten the ending she wanted but Tess’s words came back to her; “Be good to him” and the only way she thought she could do that was to set him free.
How many people in today’s world could actually leave the person they really love if it means that person will be happy in the long run??

the fault in our starsI have watched the movie and am yet to read the book. It was heart-rending. I was moved from the beginning to the end. It taught me that anybody can find love irrespective of their condition or state.
Moving on, it was Hazel’s practice eulogy to Augustus that made moved me. There are no words to describe what she said so I’ll just put it up here.

My name is Hazel. Augustus Waters was the great star-crossed love of my life. Ours was an epic love story, and I won’t be able to get more than a sentence into it without disappearing into a puddle of tears. Gus knew. Gus knows. I will not tell you our love story, because—like all real love stories—it will die with us, as it should. I’d hoped that he’d be eulogizing me, because there’s no one I’d rather have. . . . . . . . Okay, how not to cry. How am I—okay. Okay.

I can’t talk about our love story, so I will talk about math. I am not a mathematician, but I know this: There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1. There’s .1 and .12 and .112 and an infinite collection of others. Of course, there is a bigger infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2, or between 0 and a million. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. A writer we used to like taught us that. There are days, many of them, when I resent the size of my unbounded set. I want more numbers than I’m likely to get, and God, I want more numbers for Augustus Waters than he got. But, Gus, my love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn’t trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I’m grateful.”

Added to it was the whole movie that led up to that eulogy. I am not ashamed to say that a tear was shed.

P.S I Love YouMy personal best romantic movie of all time. One of the reasons was that I watched this movie in 2012 with my ex-girlfriend who happens to be the only person I have ever and may ever have real feelings for. And she cried at the end of the movie, my eyes got wet partly because I do my best not to make her cry and seeing her shed a tear because of something beautiful, I was moved. I think this is what made my best romantic movie of all time, because it was one of the only times that I have ever felt serene and without a care in the world except for that one person. The movie was great, and I was impressed with Gerry’s love for Holly that even in death, he did all he could to help her move on.


jack and roseNote: Special mention because, I was 9 when I watched it and I have only watched this movie once and I didn’t even start from the beginning.
It was showing on late night TV and I started watching when the Ship had already started sinking.
Now the picture you see is what made me cry.
Objectively speaking, Rose is an evil bitch, because that board could have it two people without sinking, I’m not really sure, but that’s not the point. The reason why I called her an evil bitch was because not once did I hear her offer Jack a space on the board.

What moved me to tears: It’s a life or death situation and here is a girl you barely know for more than 5 months yet you offer to save her life even at the cost of your own. I was young and couldn’t understand it, even now that I understand it; I can’t say that I will do it. It was touching and emotionally crazy. I think I cried myself to sleep that night.


So there you have it. Five Artistic expressions that moved me to tears. I am certain there are others but these take home the prize



3 thoughts on “Moved to Tears – The Art That Touches

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