She was tired, with that tiredness that only emptiness brings.
Any work is always improvable, you cannot really finish the work, you can only abandon it out of tiredness or incompetence.
Inspirational, Philosophy, Wisdom
Heroes may die but they doesn't get tired.
Inspirational, Inspiration, Work
Mostly I sit at home in the evenings watching the box and hoping that one day I'll evolve into plankton.
Life, Work
How small life is hereand how big nothingness.The sky, tired of light,has given everything to the snow.The two trees bowtheir heads to each other.Clouds cross the world’ssilence in a circle dance
Life, Dance, Silence
Tired, tired with nothing, tired with everything, tired with the world’s weight he had never chosen to bear.
World, Never
When the star dies, Its eye closes; tired of watching, It flies back to its first bright dream.
Dreams, Poetry, Death
Dark circles under my eyes sink deeper and deeper into my skull, in contrast to my pale skin there is an undeniable resemblance to a fresh corpse.
Life, Sleep, Death
the tired sunsets and the tired people - it takes a lifetime to die and no time at all.
People, Time, Die
I got tired of feeling like Dracula. I wanted to see some daylight, and not just at six o’clock in the morning.
Time, Night
I don’t trust anybody. Not anybody. And the more that I care about someone, the more sure I am they’re going to get tired of me and take off.
Friendship, Trust, Fear
I'm tired of feeling like I'm fucking crazy.I'm tired of driving till I see stars in my eyes.
Song, Art, Stars
You endure what is supposedly unbearable, and before you know it, you would have done the impossible by bearing the unbearable.
Love, Inspirational, Marriage
There was something so heavy about the burden of history, of the past. I wasn't sure I had it in me to keep looking back.
History
Fatigue had started to set in...and now my eyes showed it as I struggled to keep them open.
Inspirational, Pain
I tried so hard not to be compared, so I choose to be different and it came to the point that I don't even recognized myself.
Emotion, People, Pain
I’ve dreamed a lot. I’m tired now from dreaming but not tired of dreaming. No one tires of dreaming, because to dream is to forget, and forgetting does not weigh on us, it is a dreamless sleep throughout which we remain awake. In dreams I have achieved everything.
Dreams, Sleep, Forgetting
But I am tired of everyone being gone, and I am tired of everything that has tired me out for the last five years of my life.
Life, People, Gone
We will go far away, to nowhere, to conquer, to fertilize until we become tired. Then we will stop and there will be our home.
Poetry, Home, Literature