She sensed it, saw my eyes wet with tears, and only then must have discovered I was no longer the man I had been, and I endured her glance with a courage I never thought I had.
He was healthier than the rest of us, but when you listened with the stethoscope you could hear the tears bubbling inside his heart.
She would not shed a tear, she would not waste the rest of her years simmering in the maggot broth of memory.
Nobody deserves your tears, but whoever deserves them will not make you cry.