Quotes About Alone

Here you are again. All messed up and no place to go.

I like to pretend that you belong to me, just to play with the idea, but of course I know you don't. I'm alone, really--with my back to the wall fighting the world--and I get sort of gaspy when I think about it. I put it out of my mind, and keep on pretending; but don't you see, Daddy?

I stood alone in the winter twilight, and I took a deep breath of clear cold air, and I felt beautifully, wonderfully, electrically free

I like to pretend that you belong to me, just to play with the idea, but of course I know you don't. I'm alone, really-with my back to the wall fighting the world-and I get sort of gaspy when I think about it. I put it out of my mind, and keep on pretending ~

She discussed this with Hound when they were alone, and it bothered him, too.

3. The séance was for real and everyone knows it. But they won't discuss it because A. they don't trust me, B. they don't like me, or C. they're playing it down because they're plotting to get me alone after school, duct tape my mouth, and throw me over the fence so Annaliese can rip out my throat with her ghostly teeth. Okay. Now that's paranoid.

I pulled the feather out, jerking him away from the dream. Just like he used to do with me, when I went in alone. The play was shifting, and I knew how bad it felt, to have your dream dragged from your mouth.

I knew these elements were intended for me and me alone. There were no endearments, but I understood in part because of this restraint. He knew how much I hated words like love .

We are a package deal, however. Our trait of sensitivity means we will also be cautious, inward, needing extra time alone. Because people without the trait (the majority) do not understand that, they see us as timid, shy, weak, or that greatest sin of all, unsociable. Fearing these labels, we try to be like others. But that leads to our becoming overaroused and distressed. Then that gets us labeled neurotic or crazy, first by others and then by ourselves.

In his imagination he was far away in a little Western town with a missionary minister who was poor, sick, worried, and almost alone in the world - but who was poring over the Bible to find how many times his Lord and Master had told him to rejoice and be glad.

We always overrate the man who stands.

Karen, her elbows folded on the deck-rail, wanted to share with someone the pleasure in being alone: this is the paradox of any happy solitude. She had never landed at Cork, so this hill and that hill beyond were as unexpected as pictures at which you say Oh look! Nobody was beside her to share the moment, which would have been imperfect with anyone else there.

I understood in a flash that I must keep my mind safe, whatever came next. I believe now that it was not only enormous luck that brought me this understanding the very first day, but also my habit of living closely with my own mind, alone with it while I practiced.

I felt like an orphan.

After being all day with people, how blessed a thing it is not to be with them.

Thomas stepped aside to let the tinker enter, asking him sourly, "Why didn't you first tell us you were invited?" "A man likes to be wanted for himself alone. . . ." the gypsy sniveled.

Outlawed, but not alone, for Love Is outlawed, too. You cannot banish us, proud world: We banish you.

He was never alone. A companionship of millions went with him, and he felt the Desert close, as stars are close to one another, or grains of sand.

But the wicked passions of men's hearts alone seem strong enough to leave pictures that persist the good are ever too luke-warm.

Let me alone, and go in search of someone else.

Life? was what you worked to catch, the intense happiness of an object slightly set apart from you. Painting? was what you did, alone, and you sat there, and it was your own terrible fight or your own lovely bit, but it was really terribly alone. To take the moment before something had actually happened, and you didn't know if it was going to be terrible or if it might be very funny, something extraordinary actually happening and yet everybody around it not taking any notice.

Can't I go lonely to bed?

We talk a lot on 'Biggest Loser' about how fitness is a natural antidepressant, how it burns off stress. What I like about running is that it gives me time alone. I'm always busy, with people at work, with my kids. I love getting out for a run by myself and just listening to my music.

The moment despair is alone, pure, sure of itself, pitiless in its consequences, it has a merciless power. Albert Camus