Quotes About Overwhelm

That's how it goes, you think you're on top of the world, and suddenly they spring Armageddon on you.

He ached all over. It wasn't just that his brain was writing checks that his body couldn't cash. It had gone beyond that. Now his feet were borrowing money that his legs hadn't got, and his back muscles were looking for loose change under the sofa cushions.

We are weighed upon by too many things. It is as if the wisdom of the infinite were struggling to beat itself into finite and cup-big minds.

When we've accumulated so much knowledge inside, we don't have the capacity to digest it. It's like when we eat too much food, we can't digest it and we become constipated.

Our to-do lists are so full that we can't hope to complete every item on them. So what do we do? We multitask, juggling several things at once, trying to keep up by keeping busy.

When I knock people out, they're not getting up.

He didn't just occupy space; he saturated it. The room had been full of books before, now it was full of him.

I feel like I'm stuck in an IFCF." I raised a brow. "Interdimensional Fairy Cluster Fuck," she said sourly.

Her brain has more muscles than her body, and less sense. Her passion for life pushes her limbs further than they were meant to go. She's going to burn herself to ash if she doesn't find someone or something that takes her all the way down to ground zero and recharges her.

Fuck, I think. Just that. A multitude of various fucks all in one great big clusterfuck.

You can't amp up my sex drive. It's already over the top.

The results of taking on too much is that nothing gets done. Or it doesn't get done well.

We've all loved someone way too freakin' much.

we were sucked into the sea of gyrating bodies like socks into a washing machine's agitator. Seconds later, bruised and sweaty and alone, I was spit out at the other end.

Surrounding yourself with a lot of desert is a bit like sitting in quicksand: Sooner or later the water will find you and suck you under.

När hjulet kom, gick allting på tok för fort för oss.

Wo nehm ich nur all die Zeit her, so viel nicht zu lesen?

Therefore, dissociation and distraction function as survival skills that offer a sense of distance when we're overwhelmed by stimuli.

Just being in a room with myself is almost more stimulation than I can bear.

If there is a bibliographic equivalent of alcoholism, many librarians have it.

I feel like I've fucked everything up. I'm a fucking genius so I don't know why I fuck everything up all the time, but I do. I want to stop but I don't know how.

All the suffering and frustration of the past two weeks came bursting out in an unpremeditated explosion.

We have smothered ourselves, buried ourselves, in the vast heap of information which all of us have and none of us has.

In your effort to attend to all things, everything gets shortchanged and nothing gets its due.