Quotes about Restlessness

Saint Augustine: This former skeptic confessed: "Thou hast formed us for Thyself, and our hearts are restless till they find rest in Thee."43 If all men need God, including atheists, then it is unreasonable to conclude there is no God anywhere simply because some people do not find Him.

And I am bored to death with it. Bored to death with this place, bored to death with my life, bored to death with myself.

I find the nights long, for I sleep but little, and think much.

I cannot rest, I cannot stay, I cannot linger anywhere.

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.

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?

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.

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.

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.

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.

The only horrible thing in the world is ennui

And Sleep will not lie down, but walks Wild-eyed and cries to Time.