Quotes About Fatigue

karoshi (death by overwork).

The enemy came. He was beaten. I am tired. Goodnight. (Message sent after the battle of Dunen, 658)

I am tired of looking on what is, One might as well see beauty never more, As look upon it with an empty eye. I would this world were over. I am tired.

Though sleep is called our best friend, it is a friend who often keeps us waiting!

There was no grandeur here, no sublimity, only weariness and gloom.

somnolence, and on one occasion could not

Pero si el cansancio es ya por si mismo la mejor acción...! No es necesario que con él se pueda dar comienzo a nada, porque de por sí él es ya un comenzar y un dar -dar comienzo, se dice en un lenguaje culto-. Su dar-comienzo es una enseñanza. El cansancio enseña, es utilizable.

Gracias a mi cansancio, el mundo se liberaba de sus nombres y se hacía grande.

La inspiración del cansancio dice menos lo que hay que hacer que lo que hay que dejar. Cansancio: el ángel que toca los dedos del único rey que sueña mientras los otros reyes siguen durmiendo sin soñar. Cansancio sano; él solo, el descanso. (p. 79)

the vocabulary of love was so tired.

I'm tired and I want to rest; I want to get out of this and go lie down somewhere, off where it's dark and no one speaks. Forever.

the massively built old man was tired, despite his customary show of energy. I guess when you get up into that bracket, Herbert decided, you have to act in a certain way; you have to appear more than a human with merely ordinary failings.

It was a jaw cracking, lung-bursting yawn that lasted almost a minute.

The strength was draining out of him minute by minute. Maybe he'd never move again.

Lyra was so tired, she felt on the verge of delirium. She wanted to sleep quite desperately, but she knew that if she gave in and put her head down, she wouldn't wake up till the morning was filling the sky.

I was getting awfully tired of all the ranting, no matter who it came from.

one thing has always been consistent: Everyone wakes up tired. In truth, most of us go through the day tired, as if all of the information swirling through the air, all of the thoughts battling within our mind, leave us in a state of perpetual exhaustion. I don't know if it was always like this, but I'm pretty sure it's more like this now.

Eventually, we all must go to sleep. This is our first intimation that the body always wins. No matter how hapywe are, no matter ow much we want our night to stretch out infinitely, sleep is inevitable. You might be able to dodge it for one giddy cycle, but the body's need will always return.

I am tired of not feeling. I am tired of not connecting.

Naps can be devils of disorientation.

The last time I was up at five was because I hadn't gone to bed yet.

But this love would leave behind it nothing so definite as a piece of Chijimi. Though cloth to be worn is among the most short-lived of craftworks, a good piece of Chijimi, if it has been taken care of, can be worn quite unfaded a half-century and more after weaving. As Shimamura thought absently how human intimacies have not even so long a life, the image of Komako as the mother of another man's children suddenly floated into his mind. He looked around, startled. Possibly he was tired.

I wish I had an answer to that because I'm tired of answering that question.

Muchas veces puedes sentirte como suspendido en la nada. Cansado, agobiado, sin fuerzas. Esa sensación no es real, tu mente negativa se apoderó de ti.