Virginia Woolf Quotes

I dislike society because conversation exhausts my brain more than silent thought - again, I cannot hold my water long enough for a prolonged conversation.

People are so mean, it's exhausting.

To say I am not mentally tired in ways and exhausted in ways would be a lie.

I don't enjoy being interviewed. I feel like it exhausts a lot of my energy. I feel empty after.

I'm tired of making people sad and I'm tired of disappointing them and I'm tired of seeing them break. I have seen this too many times. He will be the last.

A lot of times, fighters get not only physically tired but mentally exhausted. It's like a chess match - you're thinking of offense and defense at the same time. It's almost exhausting to think about it. After a while, you just go, 'I'll move my pawn.' A lot of times in fights, people get exhausted, and they're just sick of trying to focus on it.

It destroys one's nerves to be amiable every day to the same human being.

Insanity is often the logic of an accurate mind overtasked.

I hate it when people slag us off. We had done three tours during 1970 and we finished off feeling we had just about had enough. We had done so much in that short space of time, we were drained.

When a man's mind rides faster than his horse can gallop they quickly both tire.

I put a hell of a lot of myself into 'Love Never Dies,' and I felt quite drained afterwards.

Your brain is cooked when you write hard for three or four hours.

Just emotionally, as amazing as it is to win the World Cup, it's emotionally draining in many ways.

I feel burnout comes as a result of consistent over-simulation.

Reality TV is hard. You put yourself out there and you have no control over which parts they show (and don't show). And you are shooting sometimes 15 hour-days for months and months. It's exhausting - physically and mentally.

When a person is juggling a lot of emotions in a single day, it can take a toll.

I got tired, I told him. Not worn out, but worn through. Like one of those wives who wakes up one morning and says I can't bake any more bread.

I took my brains out and stretched them on the rack, now I'm not too sure I'm gonna get them back.

Fatigue is here, in my body, in my legs and eyes. That is what gets you in the end. Faith is only a word, embroidered.

I'm sick of everything, and of the everythingness of everything.

I feel occasionally my skull will crack, fatigue is continuous - I only go from less exhausted to more exhausted & back again.

I don’t want to start thinking again. Not like I have this last week. I can’t think again. Not ever again.

When I finish a book, I'm so exhausted that I'm sort of letting myself think that this could be the end.

The depressed fall back exhausted from every undertaking.

Some people need a huge amount of attention, and they are worthy of that attention, and they're still exhausting.