Quotes About Burden

Happiness isn't something to carefully measure out in spoonfuls as though it's medicine. I don't need you to suffer to prove your love, and I definitely don't need you to hide your suffering. I want to shoulder half our burden.

Secrets hurt the keeper more than you think.

He had begged for the heart of stone, but for the first time, he felt the weight of it in his chest.

If it's hard for you to bear what you did, give me the weight.

One of his primary duties as the High King appears to be reminding her she isn't personally responsible for solving every tedious problem and carrying out every tedious execution in all of Elfhame. He wouldn't mind causing a little torment here or there, of a non-murdery sort, but her view of their positions seems overburdened with chores.

That I had suffered a loss. I thought about the word suffer and about the act or the state of suffering. I thought about enduring. About bearing the burden, about tolerating the pain, about learning to reconcile myself to this new, stark reality.

My child — come see how readily the word comes, and indeed there is none sweeter to a mother's heart and mind or on her lips — well, then, dear child, during the last two months I used to drag myself wearily and heavily about the gardens, not realizing yet how precious was the burden, spite of all the discomforts it brought!

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Sometimes she felt like she was always dragging the memories of these relationships along with her, like three old tin cans on a string.

She would never again lie in bed on a Good Friday morning and relax in the blissful knowledge that there was nothing to do and nowhere to be, because for the rest of her life, there would always, always be something left undone. An unmade confession. An ugly secret.

Each obligation on its own seemed laughably easy. It was the sheer volume that threatened to bury her.

This is how you lived with a terrible secret. You just did it. You pretend everything was fine. You ingored the deep, cramplike pain in your stomach. You somehow anesthetized yourself so that nothing felt that bad, but nothing felt good either.

I'm not going to ask you to carry this too, if you can't carry it.

Everything felt too hard,' John-Paul had said. 'Going to sleep forever just seemed like an easier option.

I put it down like its too heavy.

But it's a whole lot easier to keep[secrets] when you've got someone else who knows breathing in the same room. Carrying them alone is like having a huge spiky weight digging into your shoulders and chest, a weight you can't shift even while you're sleeping.

It came to him that he didn't like holidays. . . . They bore down on you. Each one always ended up feeling like an exam . . .

Do you know what's so great about clinging to hope? Hope is like a strong cord, a lifeline that stretches straight from God to you. The more you choose to cling to it, the more you are transferring the weight of your burdens to God. Depression and desperation vanish as you continue to cling to hope.

What we have to understand is that Jesus is not offering to make our problems disappear; he's offering to give us rest for our souls while he does the heavy lifting.

Congress responded promptly by passing a statute, provocatively titled the Religious Freedom Restoration Act (RFRA). The new law provided that a statute that appeared neutral on its face could not be applied in a way that placed a burden on the practice of religion unless the government could show that the burden served a "compelling interest.

You can make yourself believe that someone can look into your eyes and read your mind. You can wish for it, or dread it. There is no cause for either. As long as you carry your words inside, they are safe. You are the sole keeper. But sometimes that is a terrible curse, Adam. Those unformed words take on an enormous weight. Sometimes the burden of them becomes more than you can carry. For me it did. I simply had to share it. And Angela came to me. (238)

Black and poor communities shoulder a disproportionate burden of the nation's pollution, which has been well documented for decades, thanks to a pileup of evidence that scientists and policy makers began gathering beginning in the 1970s.

I got a heart full of pain, head full of stress, handfull of anger, held in my chest.

Why would affluence make him mad?" "Maybe he's mad that this is as good as it gets. Your big house. His good school. I think it's very difficult for kids these days, in a way. The country's very prosperity has become a burden, a dead end. Everything works, doesn't it? At least if you're white and middle class. So it must often seem to young people that they're not needed. In a sense, it's as if there's nothing more to do.