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Weariness Quotes by J.R.R. Tolkien
- Sleep! I feel the need of it, as never I thought any dwarf could , riding is tiring work. Yet my axe is restless in…
- Elrond's house was perfect, whether you liked food or sleep or story-telling or singing (or reading), or just sitting and thinking best, or a pleasant…
- Take now this Ring,' he said; 'for thy labours and thy cares will be heavy, but in all it will support thee and defend thee…
- And when [Bëor] lay dead, of no wound or grief, but stricken by age, the Eldar saw for the first time the swift waning of…
More Weariness Quotes
- Seeing that a Pilot steers the ship in which we sail, who will never allow us to perish even in the midst… — John Calvin
- When we were in the woods beyond Gowbarrow Park we saw a few daffodils close to the waterside. But as we went… — Dorothy Wordsworth
- To remove warfare from a spiritual life is to render it unspiritual. Life in the spirit is a suffering way, filled with… — Watchman Nee
- When a thought appears such as "Do the dishes" and you don't do them, notice how an internal war breaks out... The… — Byron Katie
- Defeat is a thing of weariness, of incoherence, of boredom, and above all futility. — Antoine de Saint-Exupery
- Man can be stimulated by hope or driven by fear, but the hope and the fear must be vivid and immediate if… — Bertrand Russell
- Even the tired horse, when he comes near home, mends pace: be good always, without weariness, but best at last; that the… — Thomas Adams
- It is a sign of contraction of the mind when it is content, or of weariness. — Michel de Montaigne
- Reconciliation with our enemies is simply a desire to better our condition, a weariness of war, or the fear of some unlucky… — Francois de La Rochefoucauld
- The life of man is a long march through the night, surrounded by invisible foes, tortured by weariness and pain, towards a… — Bertrand Russell
- When the morning's freshness has been replaced by the weariness of midday, when the leg muscles give under the strain, the climb… — Dag Hammarskjold
- Alone, she took hot baths and sat exhausted in the steaming water, wondering at her perpetual exhaustion. All that winter she noticed… — Joyce Carol Oates