Marie Lu Quotes

I know I'm tired of thinking about what I should have done yesterday. I know I'm just tired. If I knew what to do with my life, how to fix it up, I would have done it a long time ago. You can't dig that? You think I want to live like I'm somebody's throwaway?

I'm getting really tired of bleeding. Someone stop the world, I want to get off.

I am tired of myself in every way. All things, deep down to the secret of their roots, are stained by the color of my weariness.

There are days when I am just dead on the floor, and I'm there in my makeup, and that's getting a little tiring.

Day after day I look in the mirror and I still see something

Basically, it's just fatigue, ... I've run out of gas a little bit. I've played a lot this summer, and the body's just telling me I'm fatigued.

I do notice that I am tired.

I am tired of being tired and talking about how tired I am.

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

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.

Tired people aren't witty

We're all a little tired.

I think different struggles in life, not knowing how to deal with certain things that have happened in my life made me doubt myself. Painful moments in your life can cause you to go into a state of depression where you don't believe that you deserve anything good in your life. You forget what you were created for. But after a while I just got tired of feeling like that.

I am so tired, I can hardly type these worfs.

Sometimes I get too exhausted to even feel bad

For a long time now, every meeting with another human being has been the reverberations after even the simplest conversation. But the deep collision is and has been with my unregenerate, tormenting and tormented self...I am unable to become what I see. I feel like an inadequate machine, a machine that breaks down at crucial moments, grinds to a dreadful halt, "won't go".

I want to explain how exhausted I am. Even in my dreams. How I wake up tired. How I’m being drowned by some kind of black wave.

It was strange how easy being tired enough made it.

I feel like I'm 1,000. I don't feel I'm young enough a lot of the time.

I am really, really tired.

I sometimes truly despair at ever being meaningfully altered and affected by the things I claim are so important to me.

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

Like everyone else, I've had moments when I've felt that I've been losing my grip.

The events of the day's march are now becoming so dreary and dispiriting that one longs to forget them when we camp; it is an effort even to record them in a diary.

I knew from a very young age that there was something very wrong with me.