Quotes About Fatigue

Great labour, either of mind or body, continued for several days together is, in most men, naturally followed by a great desire of relaxation, which, if not restrained by force, or by some strong necessity, is almost irresistible.

El precio real de todas las cosas, lo que cada cosa cuesta realmente a la persona que desea adquirirla, es el esfuezo y la fatiga que su adquisición supone.

but the rest of the evening is nothing but the trembling edges of something I am so tired of feeling and I do not want to feel anymore.

I feel ill," [Howl] announced. "I'm going to bed, where I may die.

exhausted I just couldn't call Marla

I certainly didn't feel like writing anymore. I couldn't explain why, but the only emotion that I could arouse were feelings of anger and after staying mad all day and half the night, I was just plain tired. Mad at what? Just about everything, for just about everything was done wrong or it wasn't done perfectly. Since nothing but perfection was acceptable, I stayed mad.

davvero non ci fosse nulla, soltanto un nero macigno assomigliante a una monaca, e che i suoi occhi si fossero ingannati, un po' di stanchezza, null'altro, una stupida allucinazione. Ora sentiva perfino un'ombra di opaca amarezza, come quando le gravi ore del destino ci passano vicine senza toccarci e il loro rombo si perde lontano mentre noi rimaniamo soli, fra gorghi di foglie secche, a rimpianger la terribile ma grande occasione perduta.

Rest is for the weary, sleep is for the dead.

Mateo runs up and Pablo hugs him. It's amazing, he thinks, that he never gets tired of that sensation.

Der Fuß war beerdigt, ich war groggy und mein Kaffee war kalt.

Habit simplifies our movements, makes them accurate, and diminishes fatigue.

Life is one long process of getting tired.

I feel like I'm eighty years old. I'm tired of life and my mind wants to die.

Some are cursed with the fullness of satiety; and how can they bear the ills of life when its very pleasures fatigue them?

Ah, why should life all labor be?

I shut down again. I went blank. One minute I was spinning, and the next minute my mind was dragging itself around in a circle, like an old arthritic dog trying to lie down. And then I just turned off and went to sleep, but not sleep in the way you do every night. Think a long, dark sleep where you don't dream at all.

Although I'm tired, and it feels like years since I had a good night's rest, I can't bring myself to fall asleep. It's like I've forgotten how.

I think we're delirious from lack of sleep.

There's an air of things closing down. Teachers wear shorts and T-shirts to class. They show movies while they clean out their desks. Nobody has the energy to care anymore. We're all just counting down, passing time.

He's not doing well with this sleep deprivation. There's a reason it's used as a tool of torture. But still, everyone I know is trying to sleep less. Insomnia as a badge of honor. Proof that you are paying attention.

He's not doing well with this sleep deprivation. There's a reason it's used as a tool of torture. But still, everyone I know is trying to sleep less. Insomnia as a badge of honor. Proof that you are paying attention.

But she is tired all the time now. She can feel how slowly she is walking, as if the air itself is something to be reckoned with.

Then you have people who say you can tell when rain is coming because the cows are lying down. Not so. According to my new friend at the Met Office, cows lie down because they are tired.

We tire differently if we love or love not.