Our tears, perhaps, are the invitations of the saints, the traces they have left since they can no longer show themselves and thus are totally Other already. Tears are the gifts they have left with us who have not been able to renounce our lives because we have been so happy with this world. But this world will never be enough--this is why the saints' eyes are depicted half-closed in paintings, as if to hide their tears, and they usually look down or up, avoiding the horizon of the world which can only bring sorrow. And as Cioran says in a line which leaves me in fear in trembling, "only tears will be weighed at the Last Judgment."
In response to a friend