I've figured out The Dark Tower.
At least, I have for me.
Don't read any further of you don't want major spoilers. Like, if you haven't read the last page of the last book, spoilers.
Oh, hell, I'll just cut it.
If you have given up your heart for the Tower, Roland, you have already lost.
-The Dark Tower Volume II: The Drawing of the Three. "The Lady of Shadows": "Odetta on the Other Side": 4
That would be what I call serious foreshadowing. Thank my brother for reading in the bathroom, because every time I go home, I have to open the book to see where he is and inevitably get stuck reading a few pages nostalgically. That's when I found this passage. Allow it to continue:
A heartless creature is a loveless creature, and a loveless creature is a beast. To be a beast is perhaps bearable, although the man who has become one will surely pay hell's own price in the end, but what if you should gain your object? What if you should, heartless, actually storm the Dark Tower and win it? If there is naught but darkness in your heart, what could you do except degenerate from beast to monster? To gain one's object as a beast would only be bitterly comic, like giving a magnifying glass to an elephaunt. But to gain one's object as a monster...
To pay hell is one thing. But do you want to own it?
He thought of Allie, and of the girl who had once waited for him at the window, thought of the tears he had shed over Cuthbert's lifeless corpse. Oh, then he had loved. Yes. Then.
I do want to love! he cried, but although Eddie was also crying a little now with the woman in the wheelchair, the gunslinger's eyes remained as dry as the desert he had crossed to reach this sunless sea.
I believe the change will begin with tears. Then, possibly, eventually... inevitably? Choosing Jake. Perhaps the intent of the Tower is to give Roland back his humanity, his ability to love. In this version of his story, he does get that; he does choose Jake-- but then it is too late, and Jake has made up his own mind: to save the Tower and all that comes with it. Perhaps, eventually, Roland will win the Tower with his heart intact. He will shout all their names, and the door at the very top will open to a place where he can finally be at peace.
Can anybody tell me how long ago I finished that story? Two years, I think, at least. I can now say with some certainty that I have closure with it.
Also, that it is still one of my favorite books of all time.
And The Drawing of the Three was always my favorite volume.