Anais Nin Quotes

I had had to learn the difference between the bearable fatigue and the unbearable, the fatigue of fear. The first can be cured by a night's sleep; the second kills.

Being in a person's head for five months, where they're so hateful, is kind of exhausting.

I haven't gone completely insane, but it might happen soon.

I'm overwhelmed by the pain in the world; I'm affected by the news very much, and adding that to my work was becoming a little bit too much.

I thought the war would never end. And perhaps it never did, either.

I was always telling people I was doing great, even if I wasn't.

My bones are tired from all the tragedy in me.

The General is suffering from mental saddle sores.

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

Am I the only person who wishes he could escape his own life for a few hours?

I do not follow closely anymore, since there is a limit to how much heartsickness one can bear.

I live with that contradiction daily. It is a constant struggle. I struggle very deeply. I don't think I've said this to anyone, but I've wondered if I just want to give up this world and live in the Congo and just be there. But I don't think that's what they need from me.

We’ve died so many times now that we can only wonder why we still care.

There's Only so much emotional super glue in a person's soul, that everything just stays broken.

Sweet Jesus, war does terrible things to people.

Nothing so tires a person as having to struggle, not with himself, but with an abstraction.

Every act of life, from the morning toothbrush to the friend at dinner, became an effort. I hated the night when I couldn't sleep and I hated the day because it went toward night.

Life continues, and some mornings, weary of the noise, discouraged by the prospect of the interminable work to keep after, sickened also by the madness of the world that leaps at you from the newspaper, finally convinced that I will not be equal to it and that I will disappoint everyone - all I want to do is sit down and wait for evening. This is what I feel like, and sometimes I yield to it.

The most exhausting effort in my life has been to suppress my own nature in order to make it serve my biggest plans.

Among other things, Kathryn knew, grief was physically exhausting.

For me war has become a flat, black depression without highlights, a revulsion of the mind and an exhaustion of the spirit.

Hysteria takes too much energy to be maintained forever.

The fascination of what's difficult Has dried the sap out of my veins, and rent Spontaneous joy and natural content Out of my heart.

Sometimes I get too exhausted to even feel bad

I was exhausted and going through a terrible depression.