Zelda Fitzgerald Quotes

I hate vacations. There's nothing to do.

We were fractious and overpaid. Our mornings lacked promise. At least those of us who smoked had something to look forward to at ten-fifteen.

Boredom has always been a problem.

I guess I need a hobby. Currently my primary hobby is complaining.

The dreadful burden of having nothing to do.

I have been back in Paris for two weeks. Nothing new. Life is still bitter.

Idle people are often bored and bored people, unless they sleep a lot, are cruel. It is not accident that boredom and cruelty are great preoccupations in our time.

I was fed up with being just plain Jane.

Long-term boredom can't lead to anything good.

Life would be tolerable but for its amusements.

I hate entertainment.

If I'm not doing anything, I get really antsy and bored.

I'm fed up of doing run-of-the-mill stuff.

Let's face it, sightseeing can be a bore at times.

I hate not playing. That's the bottom line.

I'm bored, normally, when I travel.

sight-seeing gratifies us in different ways. First, there is the pleasure of novelty; secondly, either that of admiration or fault-finding - the latter a very animated enjoyment.

5.Buggre Alle this for a Larke I amme sick to mye Hart of typefetinge. Master Biltonn if no Gentelmann, and Master Scagges now more that a tighte fisted Southwarke Knobbefticke. I telle you, onne a daye laike thif Ennywone withe half and oz of Sense shoulde bee oute in the Suneshain, ane nott Stucke here alle the lielong dale inn thif mowldey olde By-Our-Lady Workefhoppe *AE@;I*

The loudest sound on earth, she thought, is a man with nothing to do.

The most exciting thing either of us does is nap.

Boredom is a horrible thing.

O Lord! I don't know which is the worst of the country, the walking or the sitting at home with nothing to do.

We bore ourselves in order to earn money that we'll later spend on trying to de-bore ourselves

What was a slap for ten pages of escapism, ten pages far from everything that made him unhappy, ten pages of real life instead of the monotony that other people called the real world?

Stuck in speed bump city/Where the only thing that's pretty/Is the thought of getting out.