I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm.
I can't sit still for 10 minutes.
I have a short attention span. I couldn't stay doing the same thing for 30 years.
Physically, I was always moving. I was always a little jittery.
I'm totally active. I am just this side of hyper. I jog and go to the gym every day. When I'm on the computer, I'm reading, I'm writing, I'm never quiet. My brain is very rarely not engaged. Every now and again I will fall asleep under the parasol in the sun, but that's a rarity.
I'm a bit hyperactive as an actor, I like to keep moving.
In the early days, I was living with Dee Dee for a little while, and he was never around then, either. He would always be out. He was kind of an energetic guy who was always on the run.
The Heart Break Kid does not rest in peace. He can stay up ALL NIIIGHT!
Knowledge emerges only through invention and re-invention, through the restless, impatient, continuing, hopeful inquiry human beings pursue in the world, with the world, and with each other.
I put at the top of my paper every day, 'Never comfortable.' It's just how I feel always.
I'm going to be on the road for the rest of my life.
Restless at home, and ever prone to range.
I have always been restless, had a lot of energy.
I bounce off four walls, 24 hours a day, seven days a week, because I only sleep those four hours a day.
I put a lot of pressure on myself. I think something's not good enough, and I won't stop until I feel like I've made it. I'm never satisfied.
No time to marry, no time to settle down; I'm a young woman, and I ain't done runnin' around.
I've always had this hyper kinetic energy, so I don't really need much sleep at night.
I'm very impatient, and I'm very curious.
I been a wanderin' Early and late, New York City To the Golden Gate An' it looks like I'm never gonna cease my Wanderin'.
I'm a very restless person. I'm always doing something. The creative process never stops.
I am restless. I am athirst for faraway things. My soul goes out in a longing to touch the skirt of the dim distance. O Great Beyond, O the keen call of thy flute! I forget, I ever forget, that I have no wings to fly, that I am bound in this spot evermore.
A discontented man knowes not where to sit easie.
I was always being athletic, climbing trees and running after boys, just being trouble. It was always in me.
I'm the sort of person with a very short attention span, and I lose interest in things very quickly.
The discontented man finds no easy chair.
