Quotes About Heavy

Love, unrequited, robs me of my rest: Love, hopeless love, my ardent soul encumbers: Love, nightmare-like, lies heavy on my chest, And weaves itself into my midnight slumbers!

If I'd felt like a cloud before, now I was like a planet winking from the heavens. A burden shared wasn't so heavy to bear anymore.

The men's gazes are heavy on us. Heavy and pointed, three dull sabers to our chests. They would be high-fiving if it were them. Crowing and banging tabletops. We don't move or even smile.

Farewell is a beautiful and a soft word and yet it is a horrible and a heavy thing too!

Farewell is a beautiful and a soft word and yet it is a horrible and a heavy thing!

But Trevanion would not listen. "I travel south," he said, his voice heavy. "And I will do all I can, Finnikin, to convince you to travel with me rather than take a path that may destroy you." "If you travel south, I am already destroyed," Finnikin said.

In my dream, the ghost of history lies down beside me, rolls over, pins me beneath a heavy arm.

The intimations of gravity hung heavy, the meaning passeth all understanding.

The merciless scent of flowers was so heavy here that it hung like mist on the cold air. The room was crowded with flowers. In the centre, on three shrouded trestles, Robert Gospell's body lay in its coffin.

The air is as thick as potato soup and you have to breathe in sips.

The sun stopped shining for me is all. The whole story is: I am sad. I am sad all the time and the sadness is so heavy that I can't get away from it. Not ever.

Life was too heavy on her feet in that place to leap dramatically when something apparently exciting happened.

The air was heavy with the smell of leather and dust, of old parchment and binding glue. It smelled of secrets.

It was deep and wide as autumn's ending. It was heavy as a great river-smooth stone. It was the patient, cut-flower sound of a man who is waiting to die.

It was heavy as a great river-smooth stone. It was the patient, cut-flower sound of a man who is waiting to die.

The air was heavy with unstable chemicals, mold, and the earthy stench of hashish. The fat of candles burned, great tears of wax spilling onto the sidewalk.

I've never been able to have any distance from these victims. The kids I'm trying to help. My cases just swallow everything. That's how the accident happened." I lean against the table with my elbows. Everything inside me feels so heavy I wonder if I can go on. If I can ever again hold myself upright. "I miss Sarah so much.

As soon as the ark of God was mentioned, Eli fell backward from his chair by the city gate, and being old and heavy, he broke his neck and died. And Eli had judged Israel forty years.