9 books that make us cry every time

Crying: It’s literally good for youBut sometimes a person needs a little help Getting continuous tear ducts. Sure, you can always just watch Madison County Bridges, but there is something wonderful and elegant in the ancient world about a book in tears. Below, find eight Vogue magazine Staff are on books that do well every time, whether in sadness, happiness or just complete amazement in a perfect sentence.

small life by Hania Yanagihara

The 800-page book can honestly speak for itself. —Carolina Dalia Gonzalez, Executive Assistant to the Editor-in-Chief

age of innocence by Edith Wharton

Specifically, the end of this book did not fail to make me cry. Sometimes, I’ll just read the last chapters if I want to force myself into that nostalgic state of mind that goes so well with fall. I won’t spoil the ending, but the rest of the book is also classic for a reason. Newland Archer, a golden age high society man, is engaged to the innocent and gorgeous May Welland. When May’s cousin Ellen Olinska returns to New York after a broken marriage in Europe, Newland is torn between the two women. In addition to the absolutely perfect ending, there is a lot of confusion about the habits of the very rich. – Sarah Spellings, fashion news editor

love history by Nicole Krause

The book that makes me cry is, without fail, Nicole Krause’s book love history. Even revisiting the opening summary brings me a tingling: an old man sings on the radiator to tell his neighbors he’s alive — except that he’s not just a lonely old programmer, he’s the author of a book chronicling a great love that will make its way through the world and into many lives. There are books that you remember for the sense of reading them more than the plot, and this is one of those books for me. I read it, cried, then turned around and read it again. It worked every time. —Chloe Shama, Senior Editor

Mrs. DallowayVirginia wolf

The first book – and the only one so far – that made me cry was…Mrs. Dalloway Written by Virginia Woolf? Is this too lame? I was young in college and pass by it, as is often the case in college, and the last moments of that story (the very last lines!) formed a lump in my throat that almost stopped me from breathing. He said, “It’s Clarissa. Because she was there.” Still my heart (and my tears). —Marley Marius, Features Editor

lolita by Vladimir Nabokov

I’m not crying, but lolita You get me every time—namely the end of this tragic, charming, wonderfully flowery, moral novel. lolita Many things: provocation. A picture of impotence, corruption, criminality and, yes, undeniable love. And the wave of love at the end of the book, when Humbert Humbert loses Lolita but still yearns for her and tries to convince her (pregnant, married, 17) to run away with him again, is overwhelming. “Lolita… I must say it. Life is short. From here to that old car you know so well, there is a distance of twenty to twenty-five steps. It is a very short distance. Take those twenty-five steps. Now. At once. Come on.” Just as you are. And we will live happily ever after.” Her answer gives me goosebumps. Four sad, gracious, absolute words. She said, “No.” “No, dear, no.” —Taylor Antrim, President of the World Wide Web and Deputy Editor-in-Chief of the United States

Tim: The Official Biography of Avicii by Mance Mooseson and I love to hate fashion by Loïc Prigent

Tim: The Official Biography of Avicii

As the masks of tragedy and comedy that represent the theater remind us, there are different types of tears. Don’t try heartbreaking reading Tim: The Official Biography of Avicii By Måns Mosesson without box of wipes. The pages were wet by the time I closed the book. Weeks later, I jotted the pages of Loc Prigent’s sinister collection of quotes collected at fashion shows –I love to hate fashion—which is funny lol and a reminder of the importance of keeping things in perspective. —Laird Borrelli-Persson, Senior Archive Editor

year of magical thinking by Joan Didion

year of magical thinking

What I found most fascinating about Didion’s 2005 memoir—which tells the story of the death of her husband and longtime creative collaborator, John Gregory Dunn—was the way she served as subject and observer. While chronicling this event and its aftermath, when Didion was also caring for her sick daughter, Quintana Roo, she devised a kind of guide to grief, to which I have come back in moments of loss all my life. —Jesse Heyman, Executive Editor, Vogue.com

Great Believers by Rebecca Mackay

I don’t usually cry over books (or movies or TV shows, unless I live in The first weeks of the epidemicThe one I learned helps me run the waterworks.) However, when I read Mackay’s historical fiction about young gay men who lived through—or, in very many cases, died during—the AIDS crisis in the 1980s, I was in tears. A definite mention of a young man thinking about the things he would miss about being alive, among them “a dog that can walk by the lake,” and the first time I read this sentence, I was sickened with grief thinking of the many who had been robbed by disease and government inaction of their lives and futures. . – Emma Specter, culture writer

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