Quotes About Restlessness

I do hate to be unquiet at home.

I think the sense of our wants, when withal we have a restlessness and a sort of spiritual impatience under them, and can make a din, because we want Him whom our soul loveth, is that which maketh an open door to Christ: and when we think we are going backward, because we feel deadness, we are going forward; for the more sense the more life, and no sense argueth no life.

I have a hard time with free time.

I had never feared insomnia before--like prison, wouldn't it just give you more time to read?

There is no fun in doing nothing when you have nothing to do. Wasting time is merely an occupation then, and a most exhausting one.

Free time is my enemy. I recognized early on I'm not a guy who should have a lot of time to contemplate the mysteries of the universe. I need to stay busy... That's just the nature of my demons.

Last dance with Mary Jane One more time to kill the pain I feel summer creepin' in and I'm Tired of this town again

I have a difficult time sitting down for long periods.

If you're constantly moving, you can get in a monotony that's just as equally boring as sitting still for a long period of time.

I go crazy if I'm not working. I find it harder to have down time. I don't know what to do with myself. I need to be working on this job otherwise I go insane.

It's tough to go to sleep at night, and I wake up after five hours because I feel like I'm wasting time. I just sit up at night and think about what I can do next.

Sans doute, se fatiguer est une façon de se dompter ; mais l'épuisement du corps finit par engourdir l'âme. Reste à savoir, Monique, si une âme inquiète ne vaut pas mieux qu'une âme endormie.

Mi infancia, cuando la recuerdo, se me aparece como una idea de quietud al borde de una inquietud que sería después toda mi vida.

Cansarse es una manera de domar el cuerpo, pero el agotamiento del cuerpo termina por entumecer al alma. Queda por saber, Mónica, si un alma inquieta no vale más que un alma dormida.

Cansarse es una manera de domar el cuerpo, pero el agotamiento del cuerpo termina por entumecer el alma. Queda por saber, Mónica, si un alma inquieta no vale más que un alma dormida.

Insomnia is an enemy that attacks in many forms. Sometimes it shows up the moment I get into bed and lingers for a couple of hours. Other nights, it stays away until about 5 a.m. and then butts in and hangs around until twenty minutes before the alarm is due to go off. It's a full-time job, battling the fecker.

I can't sleep easy if there's an open container of savoury snacks in the house.

standing quietly by the window still hungry for I don't know what

The spirit of our times can appear to be one of joyless urgency.

Insomnia, then, is not just a state of sleeplessness, a matter of negatives. It involves the active pursuit of sleep. It is a state of longing.

Whilst man is in one location, he thinks of another. Dancing with one woman, he can't help but long to see the quiet curve of another's nude shoulder; to never be satisfied, to never have the mind and body cheerfully stranded in a single location - this is the curse of the human race!

I began to experience, over the course of the next three months, full-blown insomnia. I'm not talking about the romantic kind, not the sweet sleeplessness one has when one is in love, anxiously awaiting the morn so one can rendezvous with a lover in an illicit gazebo. No, this was the torturous, clammy kind, when one's pillow slowly takes on the properties of a block of wood and one's sheets, the air of the Everglades.

I wanted to go to sleep so that I wouldn't have to think because the only thing I could think was how much it hurt because there was no room for anything else in my head, but I couldn't go to sleep and I just had to sit there and there was nothing to do except to wait and to hurt.

Our life seems cursed to be a wiggle merely, and a wandering without end.