Quotes About Weariness

But now, since they had been in Rome, with all the depths of her emotion roused to tumultuous activity, and with life made a new problem by new elements, she had been becoming more and more aware, with a certain terror, that her mind was continually sliding into inward fits of anger and repulsion, or else into forlorn weariness.

i am always bored. (gwendolen harleth)

Just a month from this day, on the twentieth of September, 1850, I shall be sitting in this chair, in this study, at ten o' clock at night, longing to die, weary of incessant insight and foresight, without delusions and without hope.

If the infinity of the sea may call out thus, perhaps when a man is growing old, calls come to him, too, from another infinity still darker and more deeply mysterious; and the more he is wearied by life the dearer are those calls to him.

He pursued false shadows and had nothing to show for it but exhaustion.

I bought an energy bar, and as I ate it a great weariness came over me.

We were tired of living in a house.

Life is a long process of getting tired.

Exercise is labor without weariness.

The woman next to me has no laces in her shoes and looks exhausted. She carries her belongings in a faded carrier bag. I cannot tell how old she is. Somewhere between forty and death.

I am weary of all your words and soft, strange ways.

And more than that, she just looked… tired. Like she'd battled the world and the world had won.

The world is tired, the year is old, The faded leaves are glad to die...

My heart is a garden tired with autumn.

Every time I think I've touched bottom as far as boredom is concerned, new vistas of ennui open up.

Bob Dylan was again an entirely new person - this time old, craggy, cynical, and world-weary, as in "Not Dark Yet".

I think maybe we were just a little bit overdone. It was saturated. People may have gotten tired of us. We were everywhere, all the time.

I'm exhausted almost all the time.

De gewenning zou ons hebben gevoerd naar dat roemloze maar ook ramploze einde dat het leven bewaart voor degenen die de langzame afstomping door slijtage niet afwijzen.

Cansarse es una manera de domar el cuerpo, pero el agotamiento del cuerpo termina por entumecer al alma. Queda por saber, Mónica, si un alma inquieta no vale más que un alma dormida.

Cansarse es una manera de domar el cuerpo, pero el agotamiento del cuerpo termina por entumecer el alma. Queda por saber, Mónica, si un alma inquieta no vale más que un alma dormida.

I can but just recollect having been amused at the Theatres, and the Opera, and the Pantheon, and Ranelagh, and all those places, for their own sakes. Soon, very soon, we go out to see people, not things: then we grow tired of seeing people; then we grow tired of being seen by people; and then we go out merely because we can't stay at home. A dismal story, and a true one.

Over the following days and weeks I would come to see, with mounting weariness, that this was to be the pattern of my life from now on: marginal and grim; my habitual daydreams and memories of our life as a couple reduced to nothing, to stuttering salvoes, by the gunpowder of the simple physical truth of my husband's absence.

And there I was, trudging through the same old nowhere, day after day, always wanting to slow down, to sit down, to lie down, with my father walking on ahead, no doubt a little desperate, as he had every right to be.