Quotes About Weary

You have been the pillowI lay my weary soul upon

Needless to say they were usually sleep-deprived.

I'm too careless. I don't put out enough effort. I'm tired.

I am sick with caring.

Ich bin ein alter Witz, und schlafe ein.

I stood there, slightly behind Mrs. Gurney. I was getting tired, but sitting down in the sand might indicate to her that where we were was O.K.

Here I am, at your service, Madame Idleness, waiting for any suggestion it may please you to put in my weary brain, as a means to pass this dull, cloudy Sunday afternoon.

Monroe had in fact preached that God was not at all such a one as ourselves, not one to be temperamentally inclined to tread ragefully upon us until our blood flew up and stained all His white raiment, but rather that He looked on both the best and worst of mankind with weary, bemused pity.

Where shall the weary rest? When shall the lonely of heart come home? What doors are open for the wanderer? And which of us shall find his father, know his face, and in what place, and in what time, and in what land? Where? Where the weary of heart can abide for ever, where the weary of wandering can find peace, where the tumult, the fever, and the fret shall be for ever stilled.

Now they will rest before shouldering the endless work they were created to do down here in paradise.

Let him be rich and weary, that at least,If goodness lead him not, yet wearinessMay toss him to my breast.

O who will give me tears? Come, all ye springs, Dwell in my head and eyes; come, clouds and rain; My grief hath need of all the watery things That nature hath produced: let every vein Suck up a river to supply mine eyes, My weary weeping eyes, too dry for me, Unless they get new conduits, new supplies, To bear them out, and with my state agree.

I just need to rest, that's all, to rest and sleep some, and maybe die a little.

Why won't they let me be? I just need to rest, that's all, to rest and sleep some, and maybe die a little.

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore.

Some plague the people with too long sermons; for the faculty of listening is a tender thing, and soon becomes weary and satiated.

Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.

I'm exhausted from not talking.

Fatigue is the best pillow.

That which is repeated too often becomes insipid and tedious.

Because of Christ's prevenient and unconditional invitation, the fellowship of the table cannot be restricted to people who are 'faithful to the church', or to the 'inner circle' of the community. For it is not the feast of the particularly righteous, of the people who think that they are particularly devout; it is the feast of the weary and heavy-laden, who have heard the call to refreshment.

By five A.M., her eyes were gritty and her head ached. The single hour's sleep she had managed to tuck in between sex and murder was beginning to wear on her.

How he wishes it could be true! He is tired of shadows, of complications, of complicated people.

I made love to her in the sweetness of the weary morning. Then, two tired angels of some kind, hung-up forlornly in an LA shelf, having found the closest and most delicious thing in life together, we fell asleep and slept till late afternoon.