The Drawing of the Three (The Dark Tower, #2)

by Stephen King

If he had known how, he would have said: I looked at what he built, and to me it explained the stars.

“I am three women,” he heard her say, and it was as if she were speaking to him from the top of a deep well into which he was falling. “I who was; I who had no right to be but was; I am the woman who you have saved.