“I cried a river of tears but he was too heavy to float on them. So I dragged him with me these years across an ocean.”

“She cried so hard her tears formed a river, and tears of grief always run into the river Styx.”

“She dragged me across the floor, stopping from time to time only to kick me. I didn't know our cows too could be so inhuman.”

“If I be just a page torn out of a book,May I sail forever over the oceans blue, Float over the treetops and the mountains too,Drift across the valleys and the flowers look,Until at last, I rest and kiss the morning dew.”

“I’ve lost someone, too,” he reminded her.“It’s not the same!” She squeezed the bridge of her nose, trying to stifle her tears. “I was so mean to him. I quit the piano! I blamed him for everything, and I didn’t say more than a few words to him for three years! Three years! And I can’t get those years back.But maybe if I hadn’t been so angry, he might not have gotten sick. Maybe I caused that extra… stress that did all this. Maybe it was me!”

“I was a heavy heart to carryMy beloved was weighed downMy arms around his neckMy fingers laced to crown.I was a heavy heart to carryMy feet dragged across groundAnd he took me to the riverWhere he slowly let me drownMy love has concrete feetMy love's an iron ballWrapped around your ankles Over the waterfall”