Quotes About Overwhelmed

Man is deeply vulnerable when faced with overwhelming evil. Instead of consolidating his energy to fight it, he wastes valuable time and effort puzzling over it, insisting it is not, cannot possibly be, what it seems.

I'm tired, & supporting the entire world has ruined my back.

She thinks she will explode with all the seemingly endless positions of grief.

I'm trying not to wet myself with excitement," I murmur back. "It's harder after having the triplets.

My family's pretty intense. Like every other day, someone's having a first Communion or a christening or a baby. My mother calls me four times a day just to 'catch up.' I have to pretend the cell service sucks out here just to get some peace and quiet. I love them, but too much of a good thing, you know?

Too many things to say. Too many things unsaid.

She was so tired of being strong.

I'd never seen so many books. Never. The sight made my eyes water. I mean, tear right up.

I don't know how to get things started... It's like there's this great big wheel I've got to start rolling only I don't seem to have the muscles to get it going.

I'm as broadminded as the next person, I hope, but at my age thirty miles an hour and actresses all in one day is rather too much of a good thing.

When you're going through something, whether it's a wonderful thing like having a child or a sad thing like losing somebody, you often feel like 'Oh my God, I'm so overwhelmed I'm dealing with this huge thing on my own.' In fact, poetry's a nice reminder that, no, everybody goes through it. These are universal experiences.

cowed by the awe of a hundred thousand voices clamoring to be heard above the din of reverent quiet.

not nice being inside my head. It's a nice place to visit but I don't want to live in here. It's too crowded; too many traps and pitfalls. I'm tired of it. The same old person, day in and day out. I'd like to try something else. I tried to neaten my mind, file everything away into tidy little thoughts, but it only got more and more cluttered. My mind has a mind of its own. I try to define my

There's no other word that comes close to describing how you make me feel. Nothing.

Her grief was a burden so heavy, he came close to collapsing under it, and yet he couldn't lay it down.

It's all too much.

What could he have done, one man against so many?" He could have tried, Brienne thought.

The pain was so huge he felt small and weak and helpless inside it,

And it's great to have all these readers and fans who, for the most part, are very nice people, saying they love the books and the TV show. But there are so many of them and it just doesn't end. Oh, and 'selfies'! If I could clap my hands and burn out every camera phone in the world, I swear I'd do it!

People are so overwhelmed with the prestige of their instruments that they consider their personal judgement of hardly any account.

It is a fact of history that those who seek to withdraw from its great experiments usually end up being overwhelmed by them.

It is when tomorrow's burden is added to the burden of today that the weight is more than a man can bear.

Let's just say, he has too many pigeons on his antenna.

At their wits' end.