Quotes About Isolation

Alone had always felt like an actual place to me, as if it weren't a state of being, but rather a room where I could retreat to be who I really was. The radical aloneness of the PCT had altered that sense. Alone wasn't a room anymore, but the whole wide world, and now I was alone in that world, occupying it in a way I never had before.

Alone had always felt like an actual place to me, as if it weren't a state of being, but rather a room where I could retreat to be who I really was. The

I saw no one, but, strange as it was, I missed no one. I

I'd loved books in my regular, pre-PCT life, but on the trail, they'd taken on even greater meaning. They were the world I could lose myself in when the one I was actually in became too lonely or harsh or difficult to bear. When

Books] were the world I could lose myself in when the one I was actually in became too lonely or harsh or difficult to bear.

La solitudine era sempre stata un luogo reale per me, come se fosse una stanza dove potevo rifugiarmi per essere davvero me stessa.

It didn't matter whether someone came along anyway. I was in this alone. I

Every evening, I ached for the shelter of my tent, for the smallest sense that something was shielding me from the entire rest of the world, keeping me safe not from danger, but from the vastness itself.

Heroin had made me dumb and distant from myself. A thought would form and then evaporate. I could not quite get ahold of my mind, even when I wasn't high.

I happen to believe America is dying of loneliness, and we as people have are into the stream of convenience and turn away from our deep lives.

I happen to believe that America is dying of loneliness, that we, as a people have bought into the false dream of convenience, and turned away from a deep engagement with our internal lives.

Quizá sí estaba más sola que nadie en el mundo. Quizás eso no estaba mal.

I've long believed literature's greatest superpower is how it makes us feel less alone.

I happen to believe that America is dying of loneliness, that we, as a people, have bought into the false dream of convenience, and turned away from a deep engagement with our internal lives—those

We're hurtling through time and space and information faster and faster, seeking that network connection. But at the same time we're falling away from our families and our neighbors and ourselves. We ego-surf and update our status and brush up on which celebrities are ruining themselves, and how. But the cure won't stick.

His mother tried to get him back on the straight and narrow, but the sheriff locked him up one night after they found him naked in a cow pasture screaming about mind-taps and government conspiracies

Don, Corrine, and everyone else on the island was trapped here with a murderer who didn't just kill but committed unspeakable acts. Like decapitating a man, biting chunks out of people, beating a man until he was unrecognizable. For the duration of the Split, neither the killer nor his potential victims could get away from each other, and the local police had no idea who the murderer was. Otherwise, everything was great.

Busquei abrigo num quiosque, e me perguntei se algum dia saberia viver longe do mar, em cidade que não terminasse assim num acidente, mas agonizando para todos os lados.

Technology brings us closer to the furthest, …and distances us from the closest.

We live, in fact, in a world starved for solitude, silence, and privacy, and therefore starved for meditation and true friendship.

No soul can grow to its full stature without spells of solitude.

I saw above a sea of hills A solitary planet shine, And there was no one near or far To keep the world from being mine.

Scarce heard, beneath yon arching trees, The silver-crested ripples pass; And, like a mimic brook, the breeze Whispers among the grass. Here from the world I win release, Nor scorn of men, nor footstep rude, Break in to mar the holy peace Of this great solitude. Here may the silent tears I weep Lull the vexed spirit into rest, As infants sob themselves to sleep Upon a mother's breast...

I'm not anti-social. I'm pro-solitude.