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Quotes About Weary

What's his name?" Teresa asked. Ladena answered in a weary voice as she started walking down the corridor. "They've called him Thomas.
~ James Dashner
Night's deepest gloom is but a calm; that soothes the weary mind: The labored days restoring balm; the comfort of mankind.
~ James Henry Leigh Hunt
Weary looked at him and shook his head and put the tailgate up and drove down the gravel towards the bivouac, carrying two drunks, who both fatuously imagined, that once in a dream somewhere, sometime, someplace, they had managed for a moment to touch another human soul and understand it.
~ James Jones
I felt, if not outright dirty, at least a bit - dusty.
~ James Kirkwood Jr.
The unwise man is awake all night, and ponders everything over; when morning comes he is weary in mind, and all is a burden as ever. Hávamál
~ James L. Nelson
Death is delightful. Death is dawn, The waking from a weary night Of fevers unto truth and light.
~ James Russell Lowell
Blaspheme if you must,' said Blyth wearily. 'You'll get your wages all right. You'll survive.' 'I'm not going to die of laughing at any rate,' said Lymond, and Blyth nearly lost his temper again.
~ Dorothy Dunnett
No one needed to say it, but the room overflowed with that sort of blessing. The combination of loss and abundance. The abundance that has no guilt. The loss that has no fix. The simple tiredness that is not weary. The hope not built on blindness.
~ Aimee Bender
It was dawn by the time the detective showed up; tired and weary. Tired because he'd been called from his bed before dawn, weary because he'd spent his life looking at the bad side of human nature and that wasn't going to change.
~ Alan Furst
Long gone was the cheery welcome of the seaside hotelier, replaced by a weary nostalgia for the good old days.
~ Alan Gibbons
Samira had been walking for hours. It was almost dawn—that strange time when it's still dark but the birds wake up and the forest comes to life with the scuttling of little animals. The air was sharp and cool, and dew glistened on the grass. Any minute now, the sun would peek up over the horizon, turning the blue-gray sky orange. And Samira would be too late. She was weary, but hope, fear, worry kept her moving.
~ Alan Gratz
Sometimes you get to the point of being so tired it's impossible to sleep.
~ Alan Russell
Unbody me–I'm tired–and get me home.
~ Ralph Hodgson
Rest when you're weary. Refresh and renew yourself, your body, your mind, your spirit. Then get back to work.
~ Ralph Marston
I am absolutely convinced that meaninglessness does not come from being weary of pain; meaninglessness comes from being weary of pleasure. And that is why we find ourselves emptied of meaning with our pantries still full.
~ Ravi Zacharias
with exertion when Amelia sank onto
~ Rebecca King
I'm not a young man. I'm old, tired and full of no coffee.
~ Raymond Chandler
Extraordinarily excessive sensuality it may be .. but it all comes down to the same thing in the end, and one means is surely as good as another, since the end obtained is always the same. In any case the exceptional, endlessly repeated, is no different than the banal; and unceasing recapitulation can add nothing, in the end, to the sum of experience. I am weary and hopeless three times the dupe. Why have you trained me in the shame of abominable sins?
~ Remy de Gourmont
They were weary of the chaos inflicted by the Roman-Persian wars and longed for the peace that only an autocratic empire seemed able to provide.
~ Karen Armstrong
A woman should be a comfort and a relief, a restful pillow for the weary head.
~ Kate Atkinson
It seems to me that it will be very wearisome to be a man.
~ Pierre Loti
And that is how we intend to destroy the enemy!" The superior shakes his head wearily. "Young man, the Soviets are our adversary. The Navy is the enemy.
~ David Frum
Laissez-faire, supply and demand-one begins to be weary of all that. Leave all to egotism, to ravenous greed of money, of pleasure, of applause-it is the gospel of despair.
~ Thomas Carlyle
The all-victorious Christ is like a great rock in a weary land, to whose shelter we may flee in every time of sorrow or trial, finding quiet refuge and peace in him.
~ J.R. Miller