“I started to cry then, and I cried for a long time without making much noise. I cried and cried like a little kid.”
“She cried a little, but only inside, because long ago she had decided she didn't like crying because if you ever started to cry it seemed as if there was so much to cry about you almost couldn't stop, and she didn't like that at all.”
“I feel like I might start crying and that I'm going to cry pee.”
“Hey now,” Maahes said. “Don’t be making that face. Okay? You start crying, I start crying, and I look like a total freak when I cry. Nothing worse than a big-ass man blubbering like a baby. Totally kills my chances with the women. You know?”
“And besides, I like to cry. After I cry hard it's like it's morning again and I'm starting the day over.”
“People like to cry over spilled milk, but I cry every time I spill my coffee.”