Kazuo Ishiguro Quotes

I'm not choosing, but I'm running out of fight.

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

I don't think I can do this anymore.

I feel like I’m eighty years old. I’m tired of life and my mind wants to die.

Defeat is a thing of weariness, of incoherence, of boredom, and above all futility.

Well, I did know - but I just wanted the day to pass and the next day to come and then I wanted that one to pass. It was a horrible cycle. I felt so close to having to pack the game in.

I'm half alive but I feel mostly dead.

Over and over I'm on the point of giving it up.

I was just tired of losing... Life was passing me by.

'I throw my hand up in the air sometimes' is when you don't get your way - when you give up, and you're handing it over.

Women get exhausted and beat down, and you just want to cry.

Sometimes, what's helpful is to admit that we are discouraged and admit that we are at a loss.

Rightly tired of the pain İ hear and feel, boss... where we's comin from or goin to or why... If İ could end it, İ would. But İ can't.

With drooping shoulders The majority sit hunched, their foreheads furrowed like Stony ground that has been repeatedly ploughed-up to no purpose.

O God, You've done enough, You've robbed me of enough, I'm too tired and old to learn to love, leave me alone for ever.

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

I think about giving up. I almost do.

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

The realization that I’d have nothing to take home had finally sunk in. My knees buckled and I slid down the tree trunk to its roots. It was too much. I was too sick and weak and tired, oh, so tired. Let them call the Peacekeepers and take us to the community home, I thought. Or better yet, let me die right here in the rain.

Everyone has the revolver of resignation in his pocket.

Sometimes I get too exhausted to even feel bad

At a certain point your brain stops to rationalize things. At a certain point it gives up, shuts off, shuts down.

I'm tired of screwing up. I'm tired of being down. I'm tired of myself. I'm tired of bein' down.

I am fed up. I am fed up with tears and weakness. But there isn't much I can do to stop them.

And at some point, the struggle becomes too much-too tiring-and you consider letting go. Allowing tragedy... or whatever... to happen.