Quotes About Overwhelmed

Sometimes the mills of the gods grind too damned fast and we get buried in grist

Since Coster's death the year before, Bacon knew he was in over his head and reeled under the responsibility. "My

Orders to handle commodity trades poured in almost faster than he could handle them.

the tasks piled upon Coster had grown "far heavier than any one man ought to bear, or could bear with safety.

Apparently he was on the edge of a nervous breakdown.

almost reeling with shock.

I was almost overwhelmed.

Shrago stayed on his feet for a long second, and then his knees got the message that the lights were out upstairs, and he went down in a vertical heap, like he had jumped off a wall.

It takes a lot of energy just to deal with life when you are neurotic and obsessive-compulsive.

All I know is that I'm in love with you, he said, almost angrily. That the sight of you, the scent of you, the sound of your voice - I can't help myself, I can't stop it, I can't think of anything else. You've made me completely useless.

Sometimes I feel like I'm choking to death on what I'm feeling. I need to talk and I don't even know how.

He was overwhelmed by the beauty of the world. Beside that nothing seemed to matter.

My misery is reaching epidemic proportions.

If I have to look through one more of these, I'm throwing myself off that balcony," he moaned. "Let me know if you need help," Jericho said.

Sí, era demasiado. Por dentro se sentía como si fuera demasiado continuamente.

The Wishy-Washy Wimp is so paralyzed by fear and anxiety that he or she cannot make a move if there is pressure to perform. Even an action to save another person's life might be avoided. Wishy-Washy

look at him. But I can't. Too many things are exploding in my head, and the memories are both simpler and more horrible

It was impossible to get a conversation going, everybody was talking too much.

I wish that every player could feel what I've felt in visiting ballparks. The receptions I've received, it's blown me away. It's absolutely remarkable.

Did you guys take enough freakin' pictures already?

I'm sick. I've eaten civilisation and I'm sick.

The fear, as I analyze it in retrospect, was of being overwhelmed, of disintegrating under a pressure of reality greater than a mind, accustomed to living most of the time in a cosy world of symbols, could possibly bear.

The function of the brain and nervous system is to protect us from being overwhelmed and confused by this mass of largely useless and irrelevant knowledge, by shutting out most of what we should otherwise perceive or remember at any moment, and leaving only that very small and special selection which is likely to be practically useful.

Ma quando ti viene quella voglia di piangere pazzesca, che proprio ti strizza tutto, che non la riesci a fermare, allora non c'è verso di spiaccicare una sola parola, ti torna tutto indietro, tutto dentro, ingoiato da quei dannati singhiozzi, naufragato nel silenzio di quelle stupide lacrime. Maledizione. Con tutto quello che uno vorrebbe dire...E invece niente, non esce fuori niente...Si può essere fatti peggio di così?