Weary Quotes

To let friendship die away by negligence and silence is certainly not wise. It is voluntarily to throw away one of the greatest comforts of the weary pilgrimage.

The road comes to an end just when it ought to be getting somewhere. The passengers alight, shaken and weary, to begin, all over again, something else.

Let the weary at length possess quiet rest.

You never get tired unless you stop and take time for it.

I do notice that I am tired.

I am more weary of life, I think, than ever I was.

I sometimes feel tired. But there are so many reasons for being tired.

Which would your men rather be, tired, or dead?

They were pretty tired by now of course; but not what I’d call bitterly tired – only slow and feeling very dreamy and tired as one does when one is coming to the end of a long day in the open.

The moon has set In a bank of jet That fringes the Western sky, The pleiads seven Have sunk from heaven And the midnight hurries by; My hopes are flown And, alas! alone On my weary couch I lie.

I'm tired," she uttered complainingly. "I know you are." "You don't know anything about it. Why should you know? I never was so exhausted in my life. But it isn't unpleasant. A thousand emotions have swept through me to-night. I don't comprehend half on them. Don't mind what I'm saying; I am just thinking aloud.

But we were all feeling that bit shagged and fagged and fashed, it having been an evening of some small energy expenditure.

We're all a little tired.

Never flinch, never weary, never despair.

Let ease and rest at times be given to the weary.

Thou hadst, for weary feet, the gift of rest.

I don't get a lot of sleep.

Farewell - farewell, For I am weary of the weight of time.

I've fought hard and now I'm weary to the bone.

"And tired" always followed sick. Worst beating I ever got in my life, my mother said, "I am just sick..." And I said, "And tired." I don't remember anything after that.

I'm tired and I'm sick to death of being without you.

Sit Rest Work. Alone with yourself, Never weary. On the edge of the forest Live joyfully, Without desire.

The Lord who cannot endure vain repetitions is equally weary of vain variations.

Come and try me. Forget the past, if it makes you sad. I am the Land of the Second Chance. I am the Land of Beginning Again. I will not ask who your ancestors were. I want You- nothing matters now but just you and me, and we will make good together" This is the invitation of the prairie to the discouraged and weary ones of the old lands, whose dreams have failed, whose plans are gone wrong and were ready to fall out of the race.