Oscar Wilde’s fairy tales, actually. Especially The Young King. We’ve recently found a book of all nine of them (written for his sons) and have been devouring them. His sense of the motives and attitudes of other people is amazing and hilarious, but the tales themselves are often incredibly sad. The Young King is so powerful, Wilde writes with such a sense of love for his characters, and, it seems, a hope for mankind. It was a good cry.