Margaret Halsey Quotes

Boredom is a concept that I don't understand.

I am bored with it all.

Boredom, that silent spider, was spinning its web in the darkness in every corner of her heart.

Boredom makes me sleepy or restless.

Is boredom anything less than the sense of one's faculties slowly dying?

Even boredom has its crises.

Ennui is the echo in us of time tearing itself apart.

They were connoisseurs of boredom. They savoured the various bouquets of the subtly differentiated boredoms which rose from the long, wasted hours at the dead end of night.

...my boredom might be described as a malady affecting external objects and consisting of a withering process; an almost instantaneous loss of vitality--just as though one saw a flower change in a few seconds from a bud to decay and dust.

From every Englishman emanates a kind of gas, the deadly choke-damp of boredom.

Boredom slays more of existence than war.

And I am bored to death with it. Bored to death with this place, bored to death with my life, bored to death with myself.

Boredom is the feeling that everything is a waste of time; serenity, that nothing is.

Good-bye. I am leaving because I am bored.

I feel monotony and death to be almost the same.

Perhaps the world's second worst crime is boredom. The first is being a bore.

I'm bored. I'm not unprofessional. I'm just bored.

Dullness is the enemy.

Boredom is the dream bird that hatches the egg of experience. A rustling in the leaves drives him away.

Boredom is the legitimate kingdom of the philanthropic.

People get bored very quickly.

If you're bored and you look bored, that's your fault.

Boredom is like a pitiless zooming in on the epidermis of time. Every instant is dilated and magnified like the pores of the face.

I mean, evil and boredom. Evil and ennui. Evil and the lack of stimulation. Evil and sluggish blood.

TEDIUM, n. Ennui, the state or condition of one that is bored. Many fanciful derivations of the word have been affirmed, but so high an authority as Father Jape says that it comes from a very obvious source --the first words of the ancient Latin hymn _Te Deum Laudamus_. In this apparently natural derivation there is something that saddens.