Quotes About Overwhelm

But honestly, isn't that adulthood in a summary? Constant feelings of pure, overwhelming dread?

giant hard drive in my head, so I'm forced to obsess over it all like

I am out of ideas and need to conserve my energy so I can freak out more efficiently.

When the darkness came for Dottie, it was quick and it was total.

There was the thing about romantic feelings- the sensation was incredible, like a warm flood through every highway and byway of her body. Every good chemical she could produce turned up, like some bountiful harvest. But the feelings and chemicals blocked out everything else. They dulled logic and sense and focus. They made everything else seem irrelevant and time started to move jerkily too fast, then too slow

Parenting is something that happens mostly while you're thinking of something else.

Everywhere were metastasizing telephone lines, riots of electric wires, laundry hanging from prefabricated apartment windows like tears from idiot eyes.

adding options can be detrimental to our well-being. Because we don't put rejected options out of our minds

I want a pair of jeans—32–28," I said. "Do you want them slim fit, easy fit, relaxed fit, baggy, or extra baggy?" she replied. "Do you want them stonewashed, acid-washed, or distressed? Do you want them button-fly or zipper-fly? Do you want them faded or regular?" I was stunned. A moment or two later I sputtered out something like, "I just want regular jeans. You know, the kind that used to be the only kind.

people won't ignore alternatives if they don't realize that too many alternatives can create a problem.

we have too many choices, too many decisions, too little time to do what is really important.

and now he knew what it was like to be on the inside, caught in a web woven from your sickest fears and most traumatic experiences. There was no way to retreat from it, and no way to cut through it

We used to try to do more with less; now many of us are trying on our own to do everything at once.

The Struggling coach has huge dreams that overwhelm them. The Pro coach has huge dreams, and takes tiny steps every day.

It would have served me right if I'd had a cerebral aneurysm on the spot. Instead, I forgot all about my foot--until we shoved the flat onto the stage. I think we broke my ankle. This is bullshit. I have finals to worry about.

Love is madness, you can't put it in doses, it either surges over or under

I'm lucky enough to occasionally be able to do something I love - write poems - and unlucky enough that what I love confuses and overwhelms me.

O, love, love, love! Love is like a dizziness; It winna let a poor body Gang about his biziness!

Order is not enough. You can't just be stable, and secure, and unchanging, because there are still vital and important new things to be learned. Nonetheless, chaos can be too much. You can't long tolerate being swamped and overwhelmed beyond your capacity to cope while you are learning what you still need to know. Thus, you need to place one foot in what you have mastered and understood and the other in what you are currently exploring and mastering.

You could ask yourself, "Is there anything at all that I might be willing to do about that pile of paper? Would I look, maybe, at one part of it? For twenty minutes?" Maybe the answer will be, "No!" But you might look for ten, or even for five (and if not that, for one). Start there. You will soon find that the entire pile shrinks in significance, merely because you have looked at part of it.

Those wire baskets where you leave your paperwork to die...

You don't have to try so hard! You're only doing it because you feel sorry for me!

A new ignorance is on the horizon, an ignorance borne not of a lack of knowledge but of too much knowledge, too much data, too many theories, too little time.

You get to a point where you really can't manage more artists, because representing artists takes a lot of time.