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"Superfluousness abounds...

I've been wondering of late why certain phrases when expressing one's feelings are commonly used, have always been used and probably always will be used, but simpler, less poetic ways of saying certain things...just don't work. For instance, if a relative is leaving for a while, it would be proper to say, (in a book anyway) "I shall weep night and day until your return." But if you said, "my nose will run constantly in your absence", that relative might never come back again, due to avoiding you because of your...exceeding weirdness. But it makes more sense-some people have very emotional noses and they run more then their eyes when they cry. Speaking of crying, it also would be a losing statement to say, rather then, "my heart aches", "my intestines are crying". There are many more but I can't think of any others right now-it's rather odd though-saying something one way is normal, and saying something another way is-er-abnormal.
Something to ponder...

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Toby has an intimate attachment with his fish-they always die shortly, and he always gets another to fill his fish tank. He names them- the first three were Harlo, Doyle, and Thunder Thore. The second ones were named Aristosthenes Hercules and Andromeda Casiopia. The current specimen is a Beta named Beethoven. He is called Betafin to compliment his more reasonable attributes, but Toby informed me why he gave his latest model such a title. His name's Beethoven because "The very sight of him fills my heart with music" in a typical Toby way of putting things. He's about the only boy I know who coos to his fish. So he was very thrilled to win a gold fish at the Henry County Fair along with Levi-well, he didn't win it; the guy running it felt sorry for them when they lost, and gave them both one. All was fine and dandy until the next night after Toby was asleep, and Levi noticed his fish was floating. Mom was cringing at the thought of what the next morning would bring-Toby never mourns in quiet.
It was as expected. Mom knew when Toby was awake for the sudden eruption of mourning that broke out. After talking about the death of his fish, and being consoled, the funeral ensued. I saw some of it from my bed where I was trying to get myself up. I watched as Levi and Toby ceremoniously poured the water from the jar where the fish had been temporarily dwelling (we had not yet attained a fish bowl). Then twas heard a splat as the fish was inadvertently dropped-Levi stooped and picked it up and handed it gently to Toby, who took it and held it tenderly in his palm, gazing down upon it with love, and curiosity.
...A life lived...
They moved the funeral downstairs, where Mom could share in the precious, bittersweet moments before the fish was laid to rest.
...A life led...
The funeral ended with the final flushing.
...A life left...

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Kendra has such an reasonable, efficient way of doing things. The other day I was helping Lydia wash her hair, but I was afraid I'd accidentally dunk her after telling her the whole time I had her and wouldn't let her go under water. When I relayed this to Kendra, she said, "Then don't tell her you have her, just tell her to trust in the Lord."