
“What uniform can I wear to hide my heavy heart? It is too heavy. It will always show.”
Source: The Holy Terrors
Source: The Holy Terrors
“What uniform can I wear to hide my heavy heart? It is too heavy. It will always show.”
Source: The Holy Terrors
“it is with a heavy heart that i must announce that the celebs are at it again”
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Journal entry (2 March 1861), Ch. 5 : The Beginning of the War.
Lucy Larcom : Life, Letters, and Diary (1895)
Context: What does cause depression of spirits? Heavy head and heavy heart, and no sufficient reason for either, that I know of. I am out of doors every day, and have nothing unusual to trouble me; yet every interval of thought is clouded; there is no rebound, no rejoicing as it is my nature to rejoice, and as all things teach me to do. We are strange phenomena to ourselves, when we will stop to gaze at ourselves; but that I do not believe in; there are pleasanter subjects, and self is a mere speck on the great horizon of life.
The Legend of Jubal (1869)
Context: New voices come to me where'er I roam,
My heart too widens with its widening home:
But song grows weaker, and the heart must break
For lack of voice, or fingers that can wake
The lyre's full answer; nay, its chords were all
Too few to meet the growing spirit's call.
The former songs seem little, yet no more
Can soul, hand, voice, with interchanging lore
Tell what the earth is saying unto me:
The secret is too great, I hear confusedly.
“The heaviness of loss in her heart hadn't eased, but there was room there for humour, too.”
Source: Brown Girl in the Ring
Source: Howl's Moving Castle
Letters and Papers from Prison (1967; 1997), The Friend
“The soil of a man’s heart is stonier; a man grows what he can and tends it.”
Jud speaking to Louis, after the burying the cat
Source: Pet Sematary (1983)
Context: They are secret things. Women are supposed to be the ones good at keeping secrets, and I guess they do keep a few, but any woman who knows anything at all would tell you she's never really seen into any man's heart. The soil of a man's heart is stonier, Louis - like the soil up there in the old Micmac burying ground. Bedrock's close. A man grows what he can... and he tends it.