Quotes About Weariness

These seasons, as you get older, they just are so long and draining.

The Song of the Camp By J.R.M. Far away in the piny woods, Where the dews fall heavy and damp, A soldier sat by the smoldering fire, And sang the song of the camp. It is not to be weary and worn, It is not to feel hunger and thirst, It is not the forced march, not the terrible fight, That seems to the solider the worst; But to sit through the comfortless hours, The lonely, dull hours that will come, With his head in his hands, and his eyes on the fire, And his thoughts on visions of home;

He didn't understand what happened to him. He felt like a piece of paper that had once had coherent writing on it but had been through the wash. He felt roughened, bleached, and worn out along the fold lines.

I'm sorry to say that people have written fifty or sixty books about me. I haven't read a single one of them, since I know too much of the subject, and I'm sick and tired of it.

Rogad por el reposo de su alma. Estaba tan cansada.

The members of the congregation looked as though they'd just dropped in for a rest on the way to the grave.

And the feeling that washed over him was like the feeling you get when your new puppy pees in the house for the hundredth time. Exhaustion in the face of how crap everything is.

I do worship ancient hungers and chains dripping blood, but I am so tired of the taste of my heart.

Tongue on your words to taste you there Couldn't   read what you had never written there Played your message over feeling bad Played your message over it was all I had To tell me what and wherefore this is what it said: I'm tired of you asking me why I'm tired of words like the chatter of birds Give me a pass, let me just get by

And he used to say that sleep and sexual intercourse, more than any thing else, made him conscious that he was mortal, implying that both weariness and pleasure arise from one and the same natural weakness.

Disciplined runners consistently clear their heads and focus fully on the journey ahead.. .because their passion and zeal for the goal supersedes the strain. The goal beckons them onward. Passion doesn't negate weariness; it just resolves to press beyond it.

In the night of weariness let me give myself up to sleep without struggle, resting my trust upon thee. Let me not force my flagging spirit into a poor preparation for thy worship. It is thou who drawest the veil of night upon the tired eyes of the day to renew its sight in a fresher gladness of awakening.

The first thing I think about when I wake up most mornings is the fact that I'm tired. I have been tired for decades. I am tired in the morning and I am tired while becalmed in the slough of the afternoon, and I am tired in the evening, except right when I try to go to sleep.

He was not only a bore; he bored for England.

I suppose that I'm easily bored.

And about in the late '80s, I got kind of burned out a little bit.

I am sick of living out of a suitcase.

His vision, from the constantly passing bars, has grown so weary that it cannot hold anything else. It seems to him there are a thousand bars; and behind the bars, no world.

Riding, riding, riding, through the dag, through the night, through the day. And the heart has become so tired, and the longing so vast.

And the heart has become so tired, and the longing so vast.

The old man looked as if he had not been out of the house in years. He and the white plaster walls inside were much the same. There was white in the flesh of his mouth and his cheeks and his hair was white and his eyes had faded, with white in the vague blueness there.

It was like a weary pilgrimage amongst hints for nightmares.

I certainly must, said she. This sensation of listlessness, weariness, stupidity, this disinclination to sit down and employ myself, this feeling of every thing's being dull and insipid about the house!— I must be in love;

I verily beleive [sic] Page that I shall die soon, and yet I can give no other reason for it but that I am tired with living. At this moment when I am writing I am scarcely sensible that I exist.