“My heart is its own grave!” HeartMy HeartGraves Book:The Complete Works of L.E. Landon Source: The Complete Works of L.E. Landon
“My flowery and green age was passing away, and I feeling a chill in the fires had been wasting my heart, for I was drawing near the hillside above the grave.” HeartFeelingsAgeDeathFireLoversMy HeartGreenDrawingGravesPassingPassingsChillPassing Away Author:Petrarch
“Blows the wind to-day, and the sun and the rain are flying, Blows the wind on the moors to-day and now, Where about the graves of the martyrs the whaups are crying, My heart remembers how!” HeartRememberSunCryWindMy HeartRainBlowFlyingGravesWeatherMartyrMoors Author:Robert Louis Stevenson
“Or ever the knightly years were gone, with the old world to the grave, I was a King in Babylon and you were a Christian Slave. I saw, I took, I cast you by, I bent and broke your pride... And a myriad suns have set and shone, since then upon the grave, Decreed by the King in Babylon, to her that had been his slave. The pride I trampled is now my scathe, for it tramples me again. The old remnant lasts like death for you love, yet you refrain. I break my heart on your hard unfaith, and I break my heart in vain.” WorldYearsHeartHardChristianLastsBreakSunGoneSawsPrideKingsMy HeartSlaveCastsKarmaGravesBrokeVainBentRefrainOld WorldRemnantsBreaking My HeartBabylon Author:William Ernest Henley
“Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart. The nearer I approach the end, the plainer I hear around me the immortal symphonies of the worlds which invite me. . . . For half a century I have been writing thoughts in prose, verse, history, drama, romance, tradition, satire, ode, and song. I have tried them all, but I feel I have not said a thousandth part of that which is within me. When I go down to the grave, I can say "I have finished my day's work," but I cannot say "I have finished my life's work."” WorldFeelsWritingHeartHas BeensSaidI CanEndsRomanceSongHalfCenturyMy HeartDramaEternalApproachSpringTraditionWinterFinishedGravesProseSatireImmortalInvitesVersesSymphonyHalf A CenturyOdes Author:Victor Hugo
“All along this path I tread, my heart betrays my weary head, with nothing but my love to save, from the cradle to the grave.” HeartPathMy HeartGravesBetrayWearyCradle Author:Eric Clapton
“To the solemn graves, near a lonely cemetery, my heart like a muffled drum is beating funeral marches.” LifeHeartMy HeartLonelyGravesMarchFuneralSolemnCemeteryBeing LonelyDrum Beats Author:Charles Baudelaire
“I wanted to lie hour after hour on a couch, pouring out the dark, secret places of my heart--do this feeling that over my shoulder sat humanity and wisdom and generosity, a munificent heart--do this until that incredibly lovely day when the great man would say to me, his voice grave and dramatic with discovery: "This is you, Exley. Rise and go back into the world a whole man.” MenWorldHeartWholeFeelingsWantedLyingHumanityVoiceHoursDarkSecretMy HeartDiscoveryLovelyGravesShouldersGenerosityDramaticSatGreat MenCouchesPouringSecret PlacesAfter HoursDark SecretsLovely Day Book:A Fan's Notes Source: A Fan's Notes
“The persons on whom I have bestowed my dearest love lie deep in their graves; but, although the happiness and delight of my life lie buried there too, I have not made a coffin of my heart, and sealed it up for ever on my best affections. Deep affliction has only made them stronger; it ought, I think, for it should refine our nature.” ThinkingShouldHeartPersonsMadeLyingOughtMy HeartStrongerAffectionDelightGravesBuriedAfflictionCoffinsLove Lies Book:Oliver Twist Source: Oliver Twist