Quotes About Weariness

Thursday is perhaps the worst day of the week. It's nothing in itself; it just reminds you that the week has been going on too long.

I'm exhausted by your lies. By all the pretence. By the constant . . . I don't know . . . the constant obfuscation, I suppose, is the word.

her clothes were hung on old metal hangers like a threadbare assemblage of frustrated sighs.

He smiled again, pleased but it didn't hide the tightness in his jaw, the worry and the weariness.

Her bright red lipstick couldn't hide the fatigue in her smile.

The near future will probably bring extraordinary catastrophes, but what threatens the world most certainly is not the violence of ravenous crowds, but the weariness of boring masses.

Oh long-drawn highway, how excellent you are! How often have I in weariness and despondency set forth upon your length, and found in you salvation and rest! How often, as I followed your leading, have I been visited with wonderful thoughts and poetic dreams and curious, wild impressions!

Cansado, sobre todo, de estar siempre conmigo, de hallarme cada día, cuando termina el sueño, allí, donde me encuentre, con las mismas narices y con las mismas piernas...

She lay down beside me, Towards dawn she pronounced for the first time the word "death." She too seemed to be weary beyond endurance of the task of being a human being; and when I reflected on my dread of the world and its bothersomeness, on money, the movement, women, my studies, it seemed impossible that I could go on living. I consented easily to her proposal.

Are "people in the world", I wonder, creatures that spend their whole lives greeting each other in stiff, formal patterns, being cautious about each other, then growing tired of each other? I hate meeting people.

I am wearied to death with life. There's nothing it has that I want, but I celebrate my naked earth, there's no other world to descant.

Through the frost-covered glass, he could just make out a woman's face. She rolled down the window. "Jack West?" He found himself looking into a pair of familiar green eyes. Her dark hair was longer than the last time he'd seen her, and there were lines of weariness on her face. Still, he recognized her immediately. "Well, hello, there, SA Killeen. It seems you've run into a little trouble.

She meant that her soul was tired, her heart was tired, her whole being was tired...

a posture of heavy-lies-the-crown fatigue.

Some days simply lay on you like stones.

She was weary and disappointed with all of everything.

Estaba harta de ser tan única.

She felt flat and scraped as an old hide. Dry as paper written on both sides.

Tenía la cabeza y el corazón cansados. Y aún así, el sueño no venía.

He barely even owned his own name, and even that had been worn thin and threadbare through the years.

Estaba tan cansado que me habría dormido encima de un caballo al galope. Hasta me habría dormido debajo de un caballo al galope.

Cet homme paraissait être tellement fatigué de sa vie qu'il ne voulait même pas vivre ses dernières heures éveillé.

The soul is the weariest part of the body.

The Elvish language had a word that perfectly expressed his feeling: Vaendin-thiil, which meant "fatigued by life's dark trials.