emotional burdens Quotes

The monsters that rose from the dead, they are nothing compared to the ones we carry in our hearts

Nearly everyone has his box of secret pain.

Everybody has a secret and everybody has problems.

Throw out the fun-killers that you carry about with yourselves all the time. Three of them are lust, greed, and hatred.

Even in those cities which seem to enjoy the blessings of peace, and where the arts florish, the inhabitants are devoured by envy, cares and anxieties, which are greater plagues than any expirienced in a town when it is under siege.

Everybody has their own problems. No matter how big you think yours are, there is someone else that has bigger problems or different problems.

He tried to name which of the deadly seven might apply, and when he failed he decided to append an eighth, regret.

If the living are haunted by the dead, then the dead are haunted by their own mistakes.

Everybody has problems. Everyone has issues.

Every man carries a wound. I have never met a man without one. No matter how good your life may have seemed to you, you live in a broken world full of broken people.

It's not always easy being her daughter.' I think,' she said, 'sometimes it's hard no matter whose daughter you are.

If we walk down the sidewalk of any street in America a significant number of the people we pass by, if we dug into what they're going through in their lives, they're carrying burdens that they don't talk about but they're extremely heavy and painful. And so, one of the secrets of the human condition is that suffering binds people together. And when you go through something agonizing, others who know what you're feeling because they've been through it will so often reach out to you and connect with you, and give you strength and lift you up.

Everybody's got their troubles.

If the childhood obesity epidemic remains unchecked, it will condemn many of our kids to shorter lives, as well as the emotional and financial burdens of poor health.

All I meant was that people take their same old lives wherever they go. No place is perfect enough to strip you of that. And some places have a way of magnifying your demons, or of, I don't know, giving them pep pills.

Secrets, silent, stony sit in the dark palaces of both our hearts: secrets weary of their tyranny: tyrants willing to be dethroned.

That's the strangest thing about this life, about being in the ministry. People change the subject when they see you coming. And then sometimes those very same people come into your study and tell you the most remarkable things. There's a lot under the surface of life, everyone knows that. A lot of malice and dread and guilt, and so much loneliness, where you wouldn't really expect to find it, either.

Every man has his thorns, not of him, but in him, deep as bones.

He'd kept this silence because his own secrets were darker, more hidden, and because he believed that his secrets had created hers.