Quotes About Respite
there are few that can really be happy when we are dealing with a sentiment of such a kind that any satisfaction we can give it does no more, as a rule, than dislodge some pain. And yet sometimes a respite is granted us, and we have for a little while the illusion of being healed.
~ Marcel Proust
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Don't ya'll have anything better to do than to mess with Myles?" she asked. "Sadly, Mom, they don't," Myles said. It's the only respite they have from their monotonous, inconsequential tedium of an existence." Amir's eyes widened. "Duck, Pop! He's gonna big word us to death." Amir lifted his forearm. "Thesaurus-shields up!
~ Unknown
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The agony of my feelings allowed me no respite; no incident occurred from which my rage and misery could not extract its food.
~ Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
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Hooray! Hooray! The end of the world has been postponed!
~ Unknown
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I just need to fucking breathe
~ Marlon James
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The agony of my feelings allowed me no respite no incident occurred from which my rage and misery could not extract its food.
~ Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
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reading gives us someplace to go when we have to stay
~ Mason Cooley
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could imagine what it was like to give up, to feel your mind go as wobbly as your body, reconciling yourself to the idea that death would really be a relief—a respite from lonely suffering.
~ Meghan O'Rourke
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Everyone dreams of dropping out of the world once in a while. Then you get in the car and drive back home.
~ Michael Finkel
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After a while, just staying alive becomes a full-time job. No wonder we need a vacation.
~ Unknown
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The bow cannot always stand bent, nor can human frailty subsist without some lawful recreation.
~ Miguel de Cervantes
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Soothe your throats. Injustice has not followed you here.
~ Patrick Ness
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them that you be allowed to take the rest of the
~ Unknown
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I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and yet must bear,— Till death like sleep might steal on me And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony.
~ Percy Bysshe Shelley
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