Quotes About Fatigue

I'm tired of crying. I'm tired of being sad. I'm tired of pretending. I'm tired of being alone but most of all I'm just tired of being tired.

I'd get a lot more sleep if I didnt insist on reading the entire internet every night.

I don't put my faith or trust in anyone anymore. After a while you just get tired of being disappointed constantly.

The worst moments in life: feeling sick and tired, cancelled plans, not getting enough sleep, and being replaced.

Every time I say I'm not tired, I end up being tired.

There is a time when you find yourself being tired and do not want to do anything.

I hate being lectured to when I'm dead beat tired.

Being tired and not being able to fall asleep is just ridiculous.

So sick of being tired, then laying in bed and becoming wide awake. Ugh. I just want to sleep.

I'm trying to make excuses for being tired and cranky - but it's all me. Master of my own sleep deprivation.

My body and heart weren't made for this. I'm tired of being tired and I'm tired of being sad.

Life is random. I'm tired of everything, every single small thing. I'm utterly tired of life.

Being tired is worse than being drunk, I speak my mind to much when I'm tired.

Retired is being tired twice, I've thought, first tired of working, then tired of not

Can't sleep at night, can't get up in the morning.

At night, I can't sleep. In the morning, I can't wake up.

My day starts backwards...I wake up tired and I go to bed wide awake.

I'm not even upset, angry or hurt anymore. I'm just tired of putting more effort than I receive. I'm tired of holding on for nothing. I'm tired of believing all of your lies. I'm tired of you proving me wrong every time. I'm tired of getting my hopes up and being disappointed again.

now my weary limbs turned to it for support; so that, in turn, thighs, hips, shoulders burrowed into, trying to adhere at every angle to, the sheets that covered its mattress, as if my fatigue, like a sculptor, had wished to take a cast of an entire human body.

Matote, gyvenime, mano berniuk, ateina toksai laikas, <...>, kai pavargusios akys nebepakelia kitos šviesos tik t?, kuri? graži naktis, kaip šiandien, sukuria ir skleidžia kartu su tamsa, kai ausys nebegali klausytis kitos muzikos, o tik m?nesienos, grojan?ios tylos fleita.

Humane motives are too sacred for the person they are used to appeal to not to bow before them, whether he believes them to be sincere or not; I did not wish for a moment to appear to be weighing up the relative importance of my invitation and the possible fatigue of Mme de Guermantes, and I promised to say nothing to her about the object of my visit, acting as though I had been completely taken in by this rigmarole M. de Guermantes had staged for my benefit.

Cold liquid splashing across his face brought Kevin Temple back to himself. He'd been on the road all night, a dedicated run from Indiana hauling a load of fresh vegetables. Fifteen minutes out of the depot in Cleveland, and he had that stale feel, too much coffee washing down too much beef jerky. What he'd really been craving was a double cheeseburger, but while it would surprise no one to see a trucker gone flabby around

Great is the power of habit. It teaches us to bear fatigue and to despise wounds and pain.

My mother sighed, making me feel that I was placing an intolerable burden on her, and yet making me resent having to feel this weight. She looked tired, as she often did these days. Her tiredness bored me, made me want to attack her for it.