The Heart is a Lonely Hunter
Then gradually as he sat there his thoughts turned to a picture that had been stored inside him.
[...] Children were here whom he knew, Mick and his niece, Baby, and there were also strange faces no one had ever seen before. Biff bowed his head. (2.2.5-6)
She paid Delores the fifty cents a week she got for lunch money to give her lessons. This made her very hungry all through the day. Delores played a good many fast, runny pieces – but Delores did not know how to answer all the questions she wanted to know. (2.5.6)
If once he could tell it all to them, from the far-away beginning until this very night, the telling would ease the sharp ache in his heart. But they would not listen or understand. (2.3.102)