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lethargic meliorist;
What's burning?"
"Your brain.
Slowly and imperceptibly old age comes creeping on.
Basically, it's just fatigue, ... I've run out of gas a little bit. I've played a lot this summer, and the body's just telling me I'm fatigued.
I had begun to think my ripening body would wither untasted on the vine.
Outside, in the hallway, my mother stopped. She pressed both hands to her chest, closed her eyes, and said under her breath, 'It's so bitter.'
'What, Mama?'
'Old age.' [p. 187]
A yawning repetitiveness as of a man who knows few words but will not stop talking.
Compassion nourishes the wilted heart.
For too much rest becomes a pain.
The plants themselves gave me a cure for that: They taught me to bury myself when I need to regain my strength. It is what they do - return to the ground, rest, and begin again.
He has Raynaud's syndrome
Pain was weakness leaving the body.
Being. Not being. Giving in. Holding out. No matter what I do, it hurts.
There are three signs of old age: loss of memory ... I forget the other two.
A woman without love wilts like a flower without sun.
Always ailing though never with any specific
What else is death but the refusal any longer to grow and suffer change?
If it's not growing, it's going to die.
Shell shock, they said in the First World War. Battle fatigue, in the Second. It's what happens when you live through things you shouldn't have been able to live through and can't reconcile that knowledge with the fact that you did.
What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps me in a continual state of inelegance.
Disillusion in an ache that eats into the dreams of goodness, of love, of any value that matters - even to the very belief in life.
The four signs of aging "Courage, Strength, Wisdom & I don't remember...
I was withering away, mentally, spiritually, physically, creatively- everything was fading out.
Usually older players, late in the season, start to get cold.
Shedding off one more layer of skin
Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within
His heart; some long word at the heart. He is dying of a long word.
The cause ceasing, the effect ceases also.
For once her new placidity was impaired.
Sullen monosyllabism, a sure sign of sleep deprivation.
Power wears out those who do not have it.
Rivers of wrinkles flowing down from the corners of this eyes and mouth.
Getting older ... mostly it entails accepting the unacceptable.
It felt like he'd been starved for sunshine and had now been deprived the chance of standing in its warmth.
Overwork can cause a break down.
With a heavy load and a long journey
There are moments during the day when I just grind to a halt and simply cannot find the energy to draw another breath.
If you are not growing, you are dying.
procrastination,
Power wears out those who don't have it.
How kind is weariness sometimes! It is like the Father's hand laid a little heavy on the heart to make it still.
Wavering and burning like a golden lie.
The luxurious ache of tired but not weary limbs.
Taking my faltering as a sign of imminent emotional breakdown.
Sadness of love without release.
From being used so much, kneaded with sweat and sighs, the air in the room had begun to turn to mud.
If you rest, you rust.
Pain is weakness leaving the body
Laziness. Unwarranted repose of manner in a person of low degree.
She was so tired of being strong.
Part of the dying process is the body's decreasing ability to digest food and absorb nutrients.
What most persons consider as virtue, after the age of 40 is simply a loss of energy.
Shutting your heart away and letting bitterness and emptiness rule. Pretending that decay is to be celebrated, and ignoring everything that really matters. Don't you feel yourself disintegrating when you're around them? Feel as if you're getting sucked into their swamp of narcissism and hatred?
exhaustion and the daily rigours of the
Rest when you're tired. Take a break when life stales. Take time to recharge your battery. Energy isn't something you have - it's something you are. To give and give and give, to put out without taking in, depletes your battery. It drains you, runs you down.
Weariness seemed to settle on him like a coating of dust.
It's the damnedest thing, a dying plant, and it makes a man want to give up. But that's the beauty of gardening, son. You can revive the things that wither.
Soft living imposes on us the penalty of debility; we cease to be able to do the things we've long been grudging about doing.
Summer-induced stupidity. That was the diagnosis ...
Youth, the more it is wasted, the sooner it wears.
And I think, What's the opposite of suffocation?
Unused ability, like unused muscles, will atrophy.
By the age of nine, I felt like a plant, constantly being repotted without enough time for my roots to recover, ever weakening.
If you have been sunned through and through like an apricot on a wall from your earliest days, you are oversensitive to any withdrawal of heat.
smouldering away in a fit of impotent rage
I am the flower child who will not wilt. You couldn't have asked for anything more.
She was all slump and sag her spirit withering like a tuckering weed shambling for a way out
What is without periods of rest will not endure.
There comes with old age a time when the heart is no longer fusible or malleable, and must retain the form in which it has cooled down.
It's as if you've been walking against a great wind all your life, and then the wind is gone, and you can't walk.
The risen sun too bright in her losing eyes.
The summer colours have been drained from their bodies, and they've grown pale and flabby again.
Rotting in your skin
rotting in your mind
you are rotting in this house
in this house you'll die.
Nobody knows what the cause is, though some pretend they do; it like some hidden assassin waiting to strike at you. Childless women get it, and men when they retire; it as if there had to be some outlet for their foiled creative fire.
When you stop growing you start dying.
ceasing to live the life of prayer the life of the spirit begins to fail, then those worldly things which are intended to be useful become hurtful and destructive.
breathing then, for
Pain ebbs,
And like cool balm,
An opiate weariness
Settles on eye-lids, on relaxed
Pale wrists.
What is the worst of woes that wait on age? What stamps the wrinkle deeper on the brow? To view each loved one blotted from life's page, And be alone on earth, as I am now.
Weariness comes, on some days, from lack of service to self.
Like my soul is wearing thin.
Not suffering, but faint heart, is worst of woes.
The medical term for that is dead. Gee, Magnus, what did it feel like? It hurt. A lot. Thanks for asking.
the turning leaves. I'd
Convalescence. Such an utter weakness that you lie like an animal hibernating, playing possum. You float. You are adrift. Every current is stronger than you.
Your body's dying...pay no attention
His hair fell out, his face went gaunt as a skeleton.
Breathing, n
You had asthma as a child, had to carry around an inhaler. But when you grew older, it went away. You could run for miles and it was fine.
Sometimes I worry that this is happening to me in reverse. The older I get, the more I lose my ability to breathe.
The secret of longevity ... Is to keep breathing!
His forehead was covered by wrinkles brought on by a lot of sun and too much frowning.
Behind me the radiator goes on, giving yet another encore performance. Tink, tink, tink, tink.The warmth slowly comes up on my back. Hard worker, that heater. The bulb, on the other hand, is doing a flickering thing, showing some signs of fatigue. You're losing, bulb.
Drying up in conversation, You will be the one who cannot talk, All your insides fall to pieces, You just sit there wishing you could still make love.
Iron rusts from disuse, stagnant water loses its purity, and in cold weather becomes frozen; even so does inaction sap the vigors of the mind.
The strongest have their moments of fatigue.
Ever since her diagnosis, she's been fading like a light bulb with cancer's hand on the rotary dimmer.
What is that apathetic being doing?' she demanded, pushing the thick entangled locks from her wasted face. 'Has he fallen into a lethargy, or is he dead?
Skin chilling, she realized he had no more in him.
Take rest; a field that has rested gives a beautiful crop.
When the body is assailed by the strong force of time and the limbs weaken from exhausted force, genius breaks down, and mind and speech fail.
[Lat., Ubi jam valideis quassatum est viribus aevi
Corpus, et obtuseis ceciderunt viribus artus,
Claudicat ingenium delirat linguaque mensque.]
It is the sign of a dull mind to dwell upon the cares of the body, to prolong exercise, eating and drinking and other bodily functions. These things are best done by the way; all your attention must be given to the mind.
If I rest,I rust