Quotes About Restlessness

Everyone wants a quick fix. We're tired of being afraid, tired of being sad, tired of feeling overwhelmed, tired of feeling tired. We want the old days back, and we don't even remember them, and we want to push into the future, paradoxically, at top speed.

You've not been sleeping proper," Byrd said accusingly. "I can tell. You've been a-wallowing on your pillow; your hair's a right rat's nest!" "I do apologize, Tom," Grey said politely. "Perhaps I should sleep upright in a chair, in order to make your work easier?" (Haunted Soldier)

bein' cooped up indoors." The little finger waggled briefly.

He could feel the shape of his eyeballs beneath his lids, round and hot, tasty bits of jelly rolling restless to and fro, looking vainly for oblivion, while the rising sun turned his lids a dark and bloody red.

Restlessly, I moved around the surgery, picking things up and putting them down again.

You've not been sleeping proper," Byrd said accusingly. "I can tell. You've been a-wallowing on your pillow; your hair's a right rat's nest!

I knew too well that deadness of heart; the sense of sleepwalking through days and lying open-eyed at night, finding no rest, knowing only emptiness that was not peace.

I don't have a night stand. If I read at night in bed or too close to sleep-time, I lie awake thinking in the dark for hours.

I hate downtime.

Drivers are not good at having nothing to do.

I can't sit still. It drives me up the wall.

I don't want to work, but I have buoys of cork in my stomach. They won't let me go down, will they?

Before, for me, peace could have been synonymous with boredom.

Now more than ever do I realize that I will never be content with a sedentary life, that I will always be haunted by thoughts of a sun-drenched elsewhere.

What does your sorrow do while you sleep? -It's awake and waiting. And when it loses patience, it wakes me up.

We are put together in such a way that although we can be pushed and pulled and drowsied by flickering images, we cannot be satisfied by them; we know too much even in oblivion. Fallow knowledge troubles our sleep. We lie under the prickling enchantment of the image carved into our hearts, which is stronger than the counterspell and can never be quite scratched out.

I'm an impatient guy and tend not to like to stay with one thing for a long time. I'll never be able to write as many scripts as I did for "Felicity" or "Alias" ever again. I'm just too impatient these days. I want to get on to the next project.

If you can't sleep, then get up and do something instead of lying there worrying. It's the worry that gets you, not the lack of sleep.

If you can't sleep, then get up and do something instead of lying there and worrying. It's the worry that gets you, not the loss of sleep.

If you can't sleep, then get up and do something instead of lying there and worrying. It's the worry that gets you, not the loss of sleep.

Something is wrong with him. You mark my words. He's a wild donkey of

What a snoozefest! He went on like that for about a million hundred hours. I had no idea what he was talking about. My shirt was itchy. My tie was choking me. I thought I was gonna die. All I could think about was when Mayor Hubble would stop talking so we could go eat some Peeps.

Abundance and vigor of automatic movements are desirable, and even a considerable degree of restlessness is a good sign in young children.

I'd been mistaking feeling less for feeling better. The feelings are still there, though. They come out in unconscious behaviors, in an inability to sit still, in a mind that hungers for the next distraction, in a lack of appetite or a struggle to control one's appetite, in a short-temperedness,