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“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, The Lord of the Rings

“When we are “time travelingâ€�, we may trip over problems from the past which distort our memory. If we are weary of dealing with lost causes or lame ducks in our history, we have to make up our mind and give up destructive thinking patterns. At that juncture, time has come to go back to the future. ( “A glimpse of the future" )”
― Erik Pevernagie

“When eagerness and passion vanish, desire is deserting a weary mind. The power of craving is reaching, then, a twilight zone: The twilight of desire " ( “Crépuscule du désir â€� )”
― Erik Pevernagie

“I am not a finished poem, and I am not the song you’ve turned me into. I am a detached human being, making my way in a world that is constantly trying to push me aside, and you who send me letters and emails and beautiful gifts wouldn’t even recognise me if you saw me walking down the street where I live tomorrow
for I am not a poem.
I am tired and worn out and the eyes you would see would not be painted or inspired
but empty and weary
from drinking too much
at all times
and I am not the life of your party who sings and has glorious words to speak
for I don’t speak much
at all
and my voice is raspy and unsteady from unhealthy living and not much sleep and I only use it when I sing and I always sing too much
or not at all
and never when people are around because they expect poems and symphonies and I am not
a poem
but an elegy
at my best
but unedited and uncut and not a lot of people want to work with me because there’s only so much you can do with an audio take, with the plug-ins and EQs and I was born distorted, disordered, and I’m pretty fine with that,
but others are not.”
― Charlotte Eriksson, Another Vagabond Lost To Love: Berlin Stories on Leaving & Arriving

“Here's another poem,
like all others before and after,
dedicated to you.
There isn't anything left to be said
but I will spend my life
trying to put you into words.
You who is every goodness,
every optimism
and hope.
Your love is a better fate for me
than anything I could wish for.
If you are a part of me,
then you’re the best part.
And if you're separate from me,
then you are my destination.
But I’ve become a weary traveller,
so please,
let us never be apart.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“Getting an education is an awfully wearing process!”
― Jean Webster, Daddy-Long-Legs

“Let them be gone now, them and all the others, those I have used and those I have not used, give me back the pains I lent them and vanish, from my life, my memory, my terrors and shames. There, now there is no one here but me, no one wheels about me, no one comes toward me, no one has ever met anyone before my eyes, these creatures have never been, only I and this black void have ever been.”
― Samuel Beckett, Molloy / Malone Dies / The Unnamable

“I would go to the deeps a hundred times to cheer a downcast spirit. It is good for me to have been afflicted, that I might know how to speak a word in season to one that is weary.”
― Charles Spurgeon

“Undoubtedly, our weariness is not based on the fact that we’re running. Rather, our weariness is all too frequently based on the fact that many of the things that we’re running from are the very things we should be running to.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“In the spring of the year birds began to arrive on the beach from across the gulf. Weary passerines. Vireos. Kingbirds and grosbeaks. Too exhausted to move. You could pick them up out of the sand and hold them trembling in your palm. Their small hearts beating and their eyes shuttering. He walked the beach with his flashlight the whole of the night to fend away predators and toward the dawn he slept with them in the sand. That none disturb these passengers.”
― Cormac McCarthy, The Passenger

“You have been the pillow
I lay my weary soul upon”
― Richard L. Ratliff

“Weariness should never hinder us from wanting to see restoration in a friend who is in the midst of brokenness.”
― Patsy Burnette, The Heart That Heals: Healing Our Brokenness Through the Promises of God

“The sunlight comes through my window as it sets
It meets my weary eyes, but I don’t fret
It’s almost blinding
As if it’s love itself;temporarily illuminating”
― Lidia Longorio, Hey Humanity

“A weary soul is one that many have, but few talk about; confusing it for solely physical.”
― Lidia Longorio, Hey Humanity

“The fates are often unkind to the wishes of the weary.”
― Daniel Thorman, Mayhem at the Mill

“Then even your most stubborn muscle grows weary, & sends it
whirling through your bloodstream & your blood carries it,
everywhere in your body at once, so there is no more moving.
So you sit, on the floor of the toy store, like the end
of an avalanche, each rock, tree, & small wish of you
crushed, heaped. & the scream of your total defeat
is the cry that brought the mountain down.”
― Chen Chen

“Letters have time, time costs nothing in these parts-let's return to the melons and peaches of Afghanistan.”
― Annemarie Schwarzenbach, All the Roads Are Open: The Afghan Journey

“His tunic was unbuttoned at the top, and he ran a hand through his blue-black hair before he wordlessly slumped against the wall across from me and slid to the floor.

'What do you want?' I demanded.

'A moment of peace and quiet,' he snapped, rubbing his temples.

I paused. 'From what?'

He massaged his pale skin, making the corners of his eyes go up and down, out and in. He sighed. 'From this mess.'

I sat up farther on my pallet of hay. I'd never seen him so candid.

'That damned bitch is running me ragged,' he went on and dropped his hands from his temples to lean his head against the wall. 'You hate me. Imagine how you'd feel if I made you serve in my bedroom. I'm High Lord of the Night Court- not her harlot.'

So the slurs were true. And I could imagine very easily how much I would hate him- what it would do to me- to be enslaved to someone like that. 'Why are you telling me this?'

The swagger and nastiness were gone. 'Because I'm tired and lonely, and you're the only person I can talk to without putting myself at risk.' He let out a low laugh. 'How absurd: a High Lord of Prythian and a -'

'You can leave if you're just going to insult me.'

'But I'm so good at it.' He flashed one of his grins. I glared at him, but he sighed.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“Sovereign LORD gives strength to the weary.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“Do not be weary in waiting.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“Praise be to Almighty God, who gives water to whoever is thirsty for the living water.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“Do not be weary in waiting but worship.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“Do not be weary to wait on God.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“Wit on God but do not be weary.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“Wait on God but do not be weary.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“If we are the vessels and Christ Messiah is the living water, we may feel half empty because we refuse to persevere until the filling, or we may feel half full because other things are taking up the other space.”
― VaeEshia Ratcliff-Davis

“I looked up at the noose, and it looked to me as the praying hands of God. I was tired of lies and broken promises, and weary of the world...”
― Lioness DeWinter

“The biggest challenge with givers is that they always realise too late when the damage has been done to them by the takers. To a certain extent, they may even feel no need to give to others after being exploited. For givers not to grow weary along the way, they need to evaluate if they are giving to the people who need real help and ensure their level of giving is alienable to them to retain their blessings.”
― ThandazoPerfectKhumalo

“Wearyâ€� is what I will most certainly be if I try to do everything ‘for Godâ€� or ‘without Godâ€� instead of being in partnership ‘with God.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“Don't be weary nor worn out.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita