In this world a man must either be anvil or hammer.

One must either be the hammer or the anvil.

Every heart has its secret sorrows which the world knows not, and oftentimes we call a man cold, when he is only sad

a hammer and an anvil.

Between the anvil and the hammer.

Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.