Quotes About Fatigue

I am tired of tears and laughter,And men that laugh and weep;Of what may come hereafterFor men that sow and reap:I am weary of days and hours,Blown buds of barren flowers,Desires and dreams and powersAnd everything but sleep.

I am tired of tears and laughter, And men that laugh and weep Of what may come hereafter For men that sow to reap: I am weary of days and hours, Blown buds of barren flowers, Desires and dreams and powers And everything but sleep.

I'm tired of the news. I'm tired of the way it makes things spectacular that aren't, and deals so simplistically with what's truly appalling.

I notice the fatigue of flowers weighed down by light

Most of the time I liked being in charge of my life, thrived on it, in fact. But occasionally, when I was tired or unhappy. I'd find myself thinking how nice it would be to let someone else run the show, at least for a while.

After some time it was borne in upon him that he could shake the colonel's shoulder all night and that would be all he would have for it.

He was tired, he realized, emotionally and physically. He wanted to lie down and turn off the world and sleep for a week.

You learned that if you're tired enough, you can sleep sitting up. That the unendurable is perfectly endurable if you just take it a minute at a time, and when the alternative is no more minutes ever...

Cuando empezaba a trabajar, ya estaba cansada, pero eso era una ventaja y no un inconveniente. La rutina de la casa, los niños, las reuniones de padres de alumnos, los disfraces de Navidad, de carnaval, de fin de curso, las citas con los tutores, el calendario de vacunaciones y todo lo demás, la agotaba de tal manera que los días laborables no se lo parecían tanto.

Quand on ne travaillera plus les lendemains des jours de repos, la fatigue sera vaincue.

Marie n'éprouva rien, ni déception ni contentement. Elle aurait aimé qu'on lui explique quoi éprouver. Elle était fatiguée.

I am tired. My arm aches. My head boils. My feet are cold. But I am not aware of any weakness.

I meditate every day, which is profoundly restful and restorative. It wipes out a lot of the fatigue. That's my secret weapon.

When it comes to my own turn to lay my weapons down, I shall do so with thankfulness and fatigue, and whatever be my destiny afterward, I shall be glad to lie down with my fathers in honor. It is human at least, if not divine.

But I still serve pretty big and that's one of my biggest weapons, so if my shoulder holds up and I can count on it, I can win a few matches and then you never know how the other guys are going to react to the fatigue and the length of the matches.

Every increased possession loads us with a new weariness.

When you're wearing a corset for a long period of time, things that were important to you hours before are no longer important, because doing them exhausts you.

Even though we don't always realize it, as the day goes on, we have increased difficulty exerting self-control and focusing on our work. As self-control wears out, we feel tired and find tasks to be more difficult, and our mood sours.

Traveling these days has a lot of problems and also it wears you out more.

I think doing dramas kind of wears on you. It's just intense.

I've done the big 12-city tours, and I'm never going to do that again - never. I was younger then. It wears you out, you know.

There is many a virtuous woman weary of her trade.

I am too weary to listen, too angry to hear.

The men are walking. They are fifty feet apart, for dispersal. Their walk is slow, for they are dead weary, as you can tell even when looking at them from behind. Every line and sag of their bodies speaks their inhuman exhaustion.