Quotes About Ennui

No, I slept as I always do when I am bored and have not the courage to amuse myself, or when I am hungry and have not the desire to eat.--The Count of Monte Cristo

ceux qui crèvent d'ennui, le dimanche après-midi parce qu'il voient venir le lundi et le mardi, et le mercredi , et le jeudi et le vendredi et le samedi et le dimanche apres midi

Life is islands of ecstasy in an ocean of ennui, and after the age of thirty land is seldom seen.

Family dinners are more often than not an ordeal of nervous indigestion, preceded by hidden resentment and ennui and accompanied by psychosomatic jitters.

Boredom, the numbing, annual predictability of life hung over the staff like a cloud. And it was real boredom, not my modish ennui. From it flowed cant, hypocrisy, and the impotent rage of the old who know they have failed and the young who suspect that they will fail. The senior masters stood like Gallows sermons; with some of them one had a sort of vertigo, a glimpse of the bottomless pit of human futility

Francis, however, was tired and bored. He kept yawning and wanted to retire to his chamber before the end of the meal.

so I don't fucking kill myself of boredom

Filled with existential ennui about your place in the universe? Get over yourself. Yes, you're an inconsequential worm in the grand scope of history. But you're an inconsequential worm who makes shit up for a living, which means that you don't have to lift heavy boxes or ask people if they want fries with that. Grow up and get back to work.

Life is as tedious as twice-told tale, vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man.

The world's ending, yeah. It's begun to bore her ...

Every party is the same, too many people, too little food, and you have to wait around. I'm extremely bored with parties.

Even boredom has its crises.

We're dying of boredom, Corporal, that's the problem.' [Blend] 'If boredom was fatal there wouldn't be a soldier alive on this whole world, Blend.' [Picker]

Life is islands of ecstasy in an ocean of ennui, and after the age of thirty land is seldom seen.

I'm dying of boredom. Or maybe just dying.

To refuse to do something because you've already done it, because you've already been there, rapidly leads to the destruction, for yourself as much as for others, of any reason for living, for any possible future, and it plunges you into an oppressive ennui that will eventually transform into atrocious bitterness, accompanied by hatred and rancor toward those who still belong to the land of the living.

At times, too, I've had the impression that I'd manage to feel quite at home in a life of vacuity. That the relatively painless boredom would enable me to go on making the usual gestures of life. Another big mistake. Prolonged boredom is not tenable as a position: sooner or later it is transformed into feelings that are acutely more painful, of true pain; this is precisely what's happening to me.

Ce sont justement cette répugnance, cet ennui qu'il convient de développer en nous, afin de nous démarquer de l'espèce.

What of it? If I die, I die. It will be no great loss to the world, and I am thoroughly bored with life. I am like a man yawning at a ball; the only reason he does not go home to bed is that his carriage has not arrived yet.

The boy was growing bored and this was a form of growing up.

I am sometimes bored by people, but never by life.

It is dull in this world, gentlemen!

Ma seule distraction est d'aller, le dimanche, au sortir de la messe, chez Mme Gouin, l'épicière… Le dégoût m'en éloigne, mais l'ennui, plus fort, m'y ramène. Là, du moins, on se retrouve, toutes ensemble… On potine, on rigole, on fait du bruit, en sirotant des petits verres de mêlé-cassis… Il y a là, un peu, l'illusion de la vie… Et le temps passe…

Ma seule distraction est d'aller, le dimanche, au sortir de la messe, chez Mme Gouin, l'épicière… Le dégoût m'en éloigne, mais l'ennui, plus fort, m'y ramène.