They looked at Roland, who was now sitting with his leg stretched out before him. "Here's where it hurts," he said, as if speaking to himself. He touched his right hip...then his ribs...last the side of his head. "I've been having headaches. Worse and worse. Saw no reason to tell you." He drew his diminished right hand down to his side. "This is where he'll be hit. Hip smashed. Ribs busted. Head crushed. Thrown dead into a ditch. Ka...and the end of ka."
- The Dark Tower page 306