But I produced tears amounting to more than what I have done for the last 7 episodes, this is voluntary tears, out of sheer sympathism, indignation, commiseration and above all, identifiability.
If there be in it one single passage that brings tears to your eyes, weep as we weep in prison where the day no less than the night is set apart for tears.
We're crying not because something sad has happened on the screen, but because what so lovely on the screen is nudging us to realize semi-consciously that something pretty sad things had been happening in our lives.
Wiping his streaming eyes on his jacket sleeve, Hagrid swung himself onto the motorcycle and kicked the engine into life; with a roar it rose into the air and off into the night.