“He went out... and wept bitterly.”

“Then Sir Launcelot saw her visage, but he wept not greatly, but sighed.”

“He wept because he was afraid now that he could not save Gabriel. He no longer cared about himself”

“"You’re a damn good man, sister," he said and went out.”

“Maybe I'd think that, too, Caesar," says Petta bitterly, "if it weren't for the baby."
There. He's done it again.”

“Then he gave her a kiss on the forehead that felt like a baptism and she wept like a baby.”

“He wept, and it felt as if the tears were cleansing him, as if his body needed to empty itself.”

“That night when he went back to his hotel, he wept for his dead children and all the other castrated boys, for his own lost youth, for those who were young no longer and those who died young, for those who fought for Salvador Allende and those who were too scared to fight.”

“He never went out without a book under his arm, and he often came back with two.”

“I went left, he went left. I went right, he went right. I went left again, he went to buy a hot dog.”