Quotes About Exhaustion

stopped struggling. He sagged against

fences, walls, and billboards. I didn't try to read them. I couldn't. My head spun as it had in my drinking

have you come from? You look most awfully tired . . . anyone for another

I am tired of hiding, tired of misspent and knotted energies, tired of the hypocrisy, and tired of acting as though I have something to hide.

To cook and clean yourself is intolerable. But to have someone else do it is exhausting.

When you sing lead in a band, it's an exhausting business. Just the breathing involved. Singing song after song is enough to knock most people on their ass. It's an incredible amount of oxygen you're going through. So we would do shows and we'd come off stage and I'd go to bed!

Human beings suck the life out of everything that's beautiful.

A man who looks for easy work goes to bed tired.

I sipped my own, knowing again that everything in the world was ashes. Cold, and spent, and not quite worth the effort.

People headed off to bed earlier than usual, no doubt exhausted by watching the crew work all day.

I got the fat poet into a corner and told him he was writing shit and couldn't get away with it Now it is night and time for sleep. Everyone is tired from garbage-glutting lifting their snouts from the trough long enough to ease their gut— I won't urge the point. Gold-plated poems to stuff up their mind's ass or politics watered down so as not to scare the blue bloods Boo! you well-fed bastards

Sleep was a bumpy road for Willie that night. In between dozing and leaning out the window to plead with Booboo to be quiet, Willie was kept awake by his dog's howls, yowls, whines, whimpers, barks, yips, and moans. Booboo's range of loud noises was impressive.

Willie considered taking Booboo along, but Booboo would only get in the way. Better leave him in the basement to sleep off his exhaustion from last night's concert.

We usually never got out of there before four or five o'clock in the morning. Every morning. So it was rough.

I've read everything, man, I've tried macrobiotics psychoanalysis drugs acupuncture suicide yoga dance swimming jogging astrology roller-skating Marxism Candomblé gay clubs ecology, all that's left is this knot in my chest, so now what do I do?

Ando meio fatigado de procuras inúteis e sedes afetivas insaciáveis.

Dependendo do humor de cada dia, podia soar folclórico, bizarro, sórdido, deprimente. Às vezes Pedro Almodóvar, às vezes Manuel Puig. Mas naquela noite eu estava exausto demais para achar qualquer coisa. Parecia pior, parecia real.

Your will, in other words, is not a manifestation of your character that you can deploy without limit; it's instead like a muscle that tires.

I might finish writing at two or three A.M., then have to leave at eight the next morning to get back to my job at NBC on time," Alex recalls. It was a busy period. After

common term I heard in these conversations about modern digital life was exhaustion. It's not that any one app or website was particularly bad when considered in isolation. As many people clarified, the issue was the overall impact of having so many different shiny baubles pulling so insistently at their attention and manipulating their mood.

when I manage to be myself are so exhausting that all I can do when I'm not with Johan is sit around. Who'd have thought this was where I'd end up

I'm not choosing, but I'm running out of fight.

The operation goes on and on. I'm exhausted by it. I don't know how the doctors have the stamina to keep up. They're standing still, but it seems harder than running a marathon.

Es posible que un día tenga sólo veinticuatro horas, pero a veces llegar al final de la jornada parece tan imposible como escalar el Everest.