“Rose:i love you
Doctor:Quite right, and i guess if it's my last chance to say it… Rose Tyler…
(the doctor fades, him in his TARDIS, with tear tracks and a tear running down his cheek)”

“He kissed his son, and a tear fell from his cheek on to the ground, for he had restrained all tears till now.”

“Not that I'd grudge a tear
for any man gone down to meet his fate.
What other tribute can we pay to wretched men
than to cut a lock, let tears roll down our cheeks?”

“Rose Tyler: Can't you come through properly?
The Doctor: Then the whole thing would fracture. The two universes would collapse.
Rose Tyler: So?”

“Monsters,' her dad said, a tear tracing his cheek. 'I live in a world of monsters.”

“I love everything about Tyler Durden, his courage and his smarts. His nerve. Tyler is funny and charming and forceful and independent, and men look up to him and expect him to change their world. Tyler is capable and free, and I am not.”

“She doesn't speak, and I say nothing more. We just stare at each other, letting the tears roll down our cheeks. That's what tears are for, after all. A way for the soul to bleed.”

“He buried his face in my throat. “Love you.” Tears stung my eyes. He said the words so rarely. “Tell me again,” I begged, holding on to him. His mouth found mine. “I love you . . .”

“This isn’t really death,’ Tyler says. ‘We’ll be legend. We won’t grow old.’ I tongue the barrel into my cheek and say, Tyler, you’re thinking of vampires.”

“I fled Him, down the nights and down the days;
I fled Him, down the arches of the years;
I fled Him, down the labyrinthine ways
Of my own mind; and in the mist of tears
I hid from Him, and under running laughter.”