Quotes About Restlessness

Hellraisers destroy only themselves, and they do it because they love life too much to fall asleep.

You can't realise love or yourself until you are still enough to drop down through the restlessness and frustrations into that deeper level of your being

There are boys so enraptured by love that they can't get their hearts to slow down enough to get some rest, and other boys so damaged by love that they can't stop picking at their pain.

What are these voices outside love's open door, make us throw off our contentment, and beg for something more?

It seems that there is never to be any perfect rest. Even in Eden the snake rears its head among the laden boughs of the Tree of Knowledge. The silence of the dreamless night is broken by the roar of the avalanche; the hissing of sudden floods; the clanging of the engine bell marking its sweep through a sleeping American town; the clanking of distant paddles over the sea....

Despite the darkness and the rhythmic trotting of the huge four-legged brick pulling the coach, Cole had failed to relax enough to sleep.

Man, it really gets me down. When everything's exhausted there's nothing left. The rate I was running, it wouldn't be long. Then what? What's next? What's the score? I can't handle the rest of my life suspended in boredom. Such a chore! Gonna burn out because I can't stand to fade away. Get it all in fast and get out. No turning back now. It's just the way it is, the way I need to be.

I can't wait to get out of the house. I can't wait to get out of here. I've been telling myself this all week. The 'getting out of here' part is unspecified, though. Maybe I simply want to get away from life

It's yet another thing that irritates me this morning, on top of the fact that I'm hungry. I didn't sleep well, and now the mosquitos have found me. Mosquitos always find me. Whenever I step outside , it's as if they can hear their dinner bell ring, and already I am slapping at my neck and face.

She needed so badly to sleep, but could not quiet the chaos in her head.

Death drowns the unsatisfied man, whose restless mind clutches for greater and greater pleasures.

Many of us continue to run even in our sleep. We can never rest. In our dreams, in our nightmares, we continue to run.

Dreams drain the spirit if we dream too long.

We're all searching for a place where we feel safe and comfortable, a home where we can be truly ourselves. As we become more skilled in mindfulness and lay down the roots of fidelity, we can truly relax with our partner. All the restlessness and searching inside dissipates when we find our true home.

I think I jump around more when I'm alone.

I had a lot of energy, and my mom decided to look for a place where I can spend the energy, because I was jumping on the couch and furniture, and I was jumping on the top of the things in the house.

What keeps me up at night? Anxiety. Anxiety, the inability to go to sleep, it's quite literally that.

My nerves needed a break, not a reminder of how much trouble we were in. I prowled around, but it didn't help. I still felt like my skin was on too tight.

Unrest of spirit is a mark of life.

They were simply the moanings of sperm cells locked away too long in scrotums.

My insides started itching and my feet started hopping, one then the other,because they were 10 min. Past being ready to go.

I'm terrible with patience.

If I've stayed longer than 4–5 days in any one place, I long to get on the move again.

If I couldn't sleep, I could read.