"For a moment he was sure that he had again lost the ability to weep. The idea horrified him. If he was incapable of tears after all of this – after what he’d regained and then lost again – what good was any of it? So it was an immense relief when the tears finally came. They spilled from his eyes, quieting their neatly insane blue glare. They ran down his dirty cheeks."
Stephen King. “The Dark Tower VII: The Dark Tower”. (via fuckyeah-unclesteve)