#weariness

Let me ask you outright, gentle reader, if there have not been hours, indeed whole days and weeks of your life, during which all your usual activities were painfully repugnant, and everything you believed in and valued seemed foolish and worthless? ↗

— Ernst Theodor Amadeus Hoffmann

#ichschmertz #weariness #life

Exhaustion has a way of parting the veils between men, not so much because the effort of censoring their words exceeds them, but because weariness is the foe of volatility. Oft times insults that would pierce the wakeful simply thud against the sleepless and fatigued. ↗

— R. Scott Bakker

#men

Seeing that a Pilot steers the ship in which we sail, who will never allow us to perish even in the midst of shipwrecks, there is no reason why our minds should be overwhelmed with fear and overcome with weariness. ↗

— John Calvin

#even #fear #midst #minds #never

The greatest weariness comes from work not done. ↗

— Eric Hoffer

#done #greatest #weariness #work

It is a sign of contraction of the mind when it is content, or of weariness. A spirited mind never stops within itself; it is always aspiring and going beyond its strength. ↗

— Michel de Montaigne

#aspiring #beyond #content #contraction #going

I am old, Gandalf. I don't look it, but I am beginning to feel it in my heart of hearts. Well-preserved indeed! Why, I feel all thin, sort of stretched, if you know what I mean: like butter that has been scraped over too much bread. That can't be right. I need a change, or something. ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#bilbo-baggins #fellowship-of-the-ring #gandalf #tired #tiredness

When a middle-aged man says in a moment of weariness that he is half dead, he is telling the literal truth. ↗

— Elmer Davis

#half #literal #man #middle-aged #middle-aged man

Idealism that makes no distinction between areas where our national interest lies and those from which it is remote does no good for America. The weariness of the post-Versailles, post-Korea, post-Vietnam eras is never far from the national mood. ↗

— Dick Morris

#areas #between #distinction #does #eras

Ah! when will this long weary day have end, And lende me leave to come unto my love? - Epithalamion ↗

— Edmund Spenser

#love #separation #weariness #love

With favoring winds, o'er sunlit seas, We sailed for the Hesperides, The land where golden apples grow; But that, ah! that was long ago. How far, since then, the ocean streams Have swept us from that land of dreams, That land of fiction and of truth, The lost Atlantis of our youth! Whither, ah, whither? Are not these The tempest-haunted Orcades, Where sea-gulls scream, and breakers roar, And wreck and sea-weed line the shore? Ultima Thule! Utmost Isle! Here in thy harbors for a while We lower our sails; a while we rest From the unending, endless quest. ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

#fantasy #weariness #youth #dreams