Worrying is like paying a debt you don't owe.
Worry is an old man with bended head, carrying a load of feathers which he thinks are lead.
We can easily manage if we will only take, each day, the burden appointed to it. But the load will be too heavy for us if we carry yesterday's burden over again today, and then add the burden of the morrow before we are required to bear it.
Things you believe are baggage in your life.
his burden didn't feel any lighter. but he felt strong enough to carry it
When you're by yourself, you realize how much pressure you're under and how much work you have to do.
The Kurt thing has burdened me so much.
This knowledge sits in my heart, heavy as a paperweight.
Everybody has this sack they're carrying. Some are heavier. Some are lighter. But no one doesn't have it. And if you think someone doesn't have it, they have a bigger one than you imagine.
I carry the bars within me.
I have to throw off the burden and the pressure.
I don't deal at all well with the relative amount of stuff I have to face already.
There's always pressure. People's happiness depends on you; they suffer with you. You get used to it, but you have to know how to handle it.
Sometimes I wish I wasn't as conscious as I am. It would be so much easier.
Women work overtime, do double triple duty, juggle ten balls at once -- children, careers, husbands, schoolwork, housework, church work, and more work -- and when one of the balls drops, we think something is wrong with us.
Never bear more than one trouble at a time. Some people bear three kinds - all they have had, all they have now, and all they expect to have.
They came to her, naturally, since she was a woman, all day long with this and that; one wanting this, another that; the children were growing up; she often felt she was nothing but a sponge sopped full of human emotions.
I think women are really good at multitasking. Men just cannot do it.
Having that main event load to carry is very comfortable for me. Anything less is uncomfortable.
...Each secret you carry has a weight all its own. They add up, secrets, to a burden you must carry all your days.
every mind is at least as heavy as mine
... and you can only have 2 or 3 things everyday, because everything else will just come at you; you know fires in a day.
Everyone has issues, and I'm not someone who likes to burden people.
People are here because they've got baggage. I'm talking curbside-check-in, pay-the-fine-'cause-it's-over-fifty-pounds kind of baggage. Get it?
... As to sleep, you know, I never sleep now. I might be a Watchman, except that I don't get any pay, and he's got nothing on his mind.
