Quotes About Exhaustion

You don't want your lack of connecting with someone to have to do only with the fact that you were just exhausted.

After my husband died, I could not write much - I could not concentrate. I was too exhausted most of the time even to contemplate writing. But I did take notes - not for fiction, but for a journal, or diary, of this terrible time. I did not think that I would ever survive this interlude.

Sustained exhaustion is not a rite of passage. It's a mark of stupidity.

I played golf in Dubai with my cousin and brother, but I wouldn't do it again because I was dripping with sweat in the heat and wasn't able to last the whole round.

Between takes I find it difficult to switch off and then try and re-emerge myself in the part, so I try to stay in that frame of mine all day. It can be exhausting and you lose a sense of self, but it is the method that works best for me.

It's a game that just takes so much out of you. Every aspect of your life has to be very narrow, very focused. Everything else has to go away. And because of that, I think it's obviously not healthy. The last thing I'm looking for is sympathy.

Then after a few years I felt good in daily life but as soon as I started to push my body the symptoms came back and I had no strength at all. I got so tired. After an easy practice session all I wanted to do was sleep for days.

Not only during the ascent, but also during the descent my willpower is dulled. The longer I climb the less important the goal seems to me, the more indifferent I become to myself. My attention has diminished, my memory is weakened. My mental fatigue is now greater than the bodily. It is so pleasant to sit doing nothing - and therefore so dangerous. Death through exhaustion is like death through freezing - a pleasant one.

After every few steps, we huddle over our ice axes mouths agape, struggling for sufficient breath to keep our muscles going.... at a height of 8800 metres, we can no longer keep on our feet while we rest. We crumple to our knees, clutching our axes.... Every ten or fifteen steps we collapse into the snow to rest, then crawl on again.

Als suffen werk is, dan ben ik geen harde werker. Als daarentegen slapen werk is, maak ik overuren.

Humankind exhausts, little by little, all illusions, including inferior notions of God swept away by atheism.

a man can free his soul only by exhausting his body.

A surfeiting of terror soon made terror a cliché.

Maybe this was the unstated purpose of education, to get young people to see the world through the tired eyes of age: disappointment and exhaustion and defeat masquerading as wisdom.

He looks like he sucked the bottle dry about three in the morning and then stayed awake another hour or two to whistle into it.

Running with a drowsy child of Hades was more like doing a 3 -legged race with a life size rag doll.

Defeating one ant had taken all my energy. (I don't think I have ever written a sadder sentence than that.)

It's not mind-reading,' she said. 'Not even an empathy link. Just … a temporary wave of exhaustion. Primal emotions. Your pain washes over me. I take on some of your burden.' Nico's expression became guarded. He twisted the silver skull ring on his finger, the same way Reyna did with her silver ring when she was thinking. Sharing a habit with the son of Hades made her uneasy.

Blitzen and Hearthstone collapsed at the bow. They started arguing with each other about which of them had taken the stupider risks, but they were so tired the debate deteriorated into a half-hearted poking contest, like a couple of second-graders.

Please tell me we don't have to find it, Percy said. I've had enough giant magic statues for one trip.

All right,' Nico relented. 'Maybe a little …' He managed to take off his aviator jacket and wad it into a pillow before he keeled over and began to snore.

They're getting your room ready for you.' He was exhausted. He'd taken them shopping in Primark, not that

Exhaustion was pressing upon and overpowering her. Good-by--because I love you. He did not know; he did not understand. He would never understand. Perhaps Doctor Mandelet would have understood if she had seen him--but it was too late; the shore was far behind her, and her strength was gone. She looked into the distance, and the old terror flamed up for an instant, then sank again.

I've been working like a machine, and feeling like a lost soul.