“But oh my dear, I am tired of being Alice in Wonderland. Does it sound ungrateful? It is. Only I do get tired.”
“I discovered that I am tired of being a person. Not just tired of being the person I was, but any person at all”
“Let me come in, please. I’m tired of being alone.”
“It's kind of depressing, if you think about it. I mean, me being so young, and yet so cynical and suspicious.”
“The realization that I’d have nothing to take home had finally sunk in. My knees buckled and I slid down the tree trunk to its roots. It was too much. I was too sick and weak and tired, oh, so tired. Let them call the Peacekeepers and take us to the community home, I thought. Or better yet, let me die right here in the rain.”