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Quotes about Restlessness

I find the nights long, for I sleep but little, and think much.
— Charles Dickens
I cannot rest, I cannot stay, I cannot linger anywhere.
— Charles Dickens
I began to like New York, the racy, adventurous feel of it at night, and the satisfaction that the constant flicker of men and women and machines gives to the restless eye.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
You ever get ill at ease? said Rawlins. About what? I dont know. About anything. Just ill at ease. Sometimes. If you're someplace you aint supposed to be I guess you'd be ill at ease. Should be anyways. Well suppose you were ill at ease and didnt know why. Would that mean that you might be someplace you wasnt supposed to be and didnt know it?
— Cormac McCarthy
Our waking life's desire to shape the world to our convenience invites all manner of paradox and difficulty. All in our custody seethes with an inner restlessness. But in dreams we stand in this great democracy of the possible and there we are right pilgrims indeed. There we go forth to meet what we shall meet.
— Cormac McCarthy
Augustine said it best: You stir man to take pleasure in praising You, because You have made us for Yourself, and our heart is restless until it rests in You.
— Charles Martin
And God? He's in these hills because we are. No matter how far you run, you can't shake Him. Maybe Davis and I know that best, but Emma knew it first, and Saint Augustine said it best: You stir man to take pleasure in praising You, because You have made us for Yourself, and our heart is restless until it rests in You.
— Charles Martin
You stir man to take pleasure in praising You, because You have made us for Yourself, and our heart is restless until it rests in You.
— Charles Martin
The only horrible thing in the world is ennui
— Oscar Wilde
And Sleep will not lie down, but walks Wild-eyed and cries to Time.
— Oscar Wilde
And yet in Port William, as everywhere else, it was already the second decade of the twentieth century. And in some of the people of the town and the community surrounding it, one of the characteristic diseases of the twentieth century was making its way: the suspicion that they would be greatly improved if they were someplace else.
— Wendell Berry
I began to take for granted that I was somewhere, and somewhere that I knew, but I never quite felt that I was somewhere I wanted to be.
— Wendell Berry