The man is dead, the tears gone beyond our reach, and perhaps it's better that way.

A few seconds later, she was gone, and the tears went with her.

My blood, sweat and tears have gone into it for 25 years.

The tears were gone, replaced by this new wonder inside her.

He was really afraid that the tears were going to come pouring down his face.

He did, and she rested her head on his shoulder to let the tears go.

The tears were going to come, but not yet.

The tears, Park said, would simply not go away.

For one moment, as she put down the phone, it seemed that if she let the tears go they'd never stop.

When she pulled away the tears had gone but she was red in the face and wouldn't meet his eyes.