The burden of Damascus. Behold, Damascus is taken away from being a city, and it shall be a ruinous heap. Isaiah 17:1
Out of the feudal wrecks and heap’d-up skeletons of kings, Out of that old entire European debris, the shatter’d mummeries Walt Whitman, Spain, 1873-74
The Bachelor in midseason is chaos. Rose ceremonies are happening at the beginning of episodes. Contestants are collapsing into quivering, hyperventilating heaps. Mark Lisanti, Grantland, ‘The Bachelor’ Beyond Thunderdate
Smoke curled from the occasional patches of growth or heaps of burning corpses. Even some sections of rock smoldered. Brandon Sanderson, The Way of Kings
You cannot say, or guess, for you know only A heap of broken images, where the sun beats, and the dead tree gives no shelter T.S. Eliot, The Wasteland
He will be missed. Grapes is a legend. You’re a trash heap. Subject Zeros (@SubjectZeros), x.com, 06/23/2025
Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree’s shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell forever laid Thomas Gray, Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard
Sweet to the miser are his glittering heaps; Lord Byron, Don Juan
Mrs. Linde: Yes, anyhow I think it would be delightful to have what one needs.
Nora: No, not only what one needs, but heaps and heaps of money.
Henrik Ibsen, A Doll’s House (Act 1)