“My tears are buried in my heart,
Like cave-locked fountains sleeping.”

Song - I pray thee let me weep to-night
The Venetian Bracelet (1829)

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Letitia Elizabeth Landon785

English poet and novelist 1802–1838

Kresley Cole American writer

Source: Wicked Deeds on a Winter's Night

“The room is like a cave, and has books I love in it. The main door was closed up and a smaller opening was made under the stairs. (I went away while all this was happening.) The furniture is locked in, and part of me is locked in too, or I hope it is, although I often made a bid to escape. I have left instructions that I would like to be buried here when I die or a bit before, the cave bricked up.”

Colm Tóibín (1955) Irish novelist and writer

Writers' rooms: Colm Tóibín http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2007/jul/13/writers.rooms.colm.toibin#, The Guardian (13 July 2007)

“Oh, Bay of Dublin! How my heart you're troublin',
Your beauty haunts me like a fever dream;
Like frozen fountains, that the sun sets bubblin'
My heart's blood warms when I but hear your name.”

Helen Blackwood, Baroness Dufferin and Claneboye (1807–1867) British songwriter, composer, poet and author

"The Bay of Dublin", line 1; p. 124.
Songs, Poems, & Verses (1894)

“I hold the brimming wineglass and relive the toils of my grandfathers and great-grandfathers. The sweat of my labor runs down like a fountain from my tall, intoxicated brow.
I am a sack filled with meat and bones, blood, sweat, and tears, desires and visions.”

Nikos Kazantzakis book The Saviors of God

The Saviors of God (1923)

“Falling tears in my heart,
Falling rain on the town.
Why this long ache,
A knife in my heart.”

Paul Verlaine (1844–1896) French poet

Il pleure dans mon cœur
Comme il pleut sur la ville.
Quelle est cette langueur
Qui pénètre mon cœur?
"Il pleur dans mon cœur" line 1, from Romances sans paroles (1874); Sorrell p. 69
Source: One Hundred and One Poems by Paul Verlaine: A Bilingual Edition

“Come, pain, feed on me. Bury your fangs in my flesh. Tear me asunder.
I sob, I sob.”

Virginia Woolf book The Waves

Source: The Waves

“I shall not rest quiet in Montparnasse.
I shall not lie easy at Winchelsea.
You may bury my body in Sussex grass,
You may bury my tongue at Champmédy.
I shall not be there. I shall rise and pass.
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee.”

Stephen Vincent Benét (1898–1943) poet, short story writer, novelist

Source: "American Names" (1931)

“Objects bring back their memories. You tear my heart!”

Zhiyanzhai

A commentary on an episode in Chapter 8 of the Dream of the Red Chamber, trans. David Hawkes in The Story of the Stone, Vol. I (Penguin, 1973), p. 34, quoted by Gideon Shelach-Lavi in "Memory, Amnesia and the Formation of Identity Symbols in China", published in Memory and Agency in Ancient China (Cambridge University Press, 2018)