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Quotes About Isolation

We live at home, quiet, confined, and our feelings prey upon us.
~ Jane Austen
her spirits wanted the solitude and silence which only numbers could give.
~ Jane Austen
To walk three miles, or four miles, or five miles, or whatever it is, above her ankles in dirt, and alone, quite alone! What could she mean by it? It seems to me to show an abominable sort of conceited independence, a most country-town indifference to decorum.
~ Jane Austen
My feelings are not often shared, not often understood - Marianne Dashwood
~ Jane Austen
There could have been no two hearts So open, no tastes so similar, no feelings So in unison, no countenances So beloved. Now they were strangers; Nay, worse than strangers, for they Could never become acquainted. It was a perpetual estrangement.
~ Jane Austen
You have everybody dearest to you always at hand; I, probably, never shall again; and therefore, till I have outlived all my affections, a post office, I think, must always have power to draw me out in worse weather than today.
~ Jane Austen
She now lost every expectation of pleasure. They were confined for the evening at different tables, and she had nothing to hope, but that his eyes were so often turned towards her side of the room, as to make him play as unsuccessfully as herself
~ Jane Austen
In music she had been always used to feel alone in the world.
~ Jane Austen
Before the house-maid had lit the fire the next day, or the sun gained any power over the cold, gloomy morning in January, Marianne, only half dressed, was kneeling against one of the window-seats for the sake of all the little light she could command from it, and writing as fast as a continual flow of tears would permit her.
~ Jane Austen
Anne entered it with a sinking heart, anticipating an imprisonment of many months, and anxiously saying to herself, Oh! when shall I leave you again?
~ Jane Austen
It may be possible to do without dancing entirely. Instances have been known of young people passing many, many months successively, without being at any ball of any description, and no material injury accrue either to body or mind
~ Jane Austen
they were as strangers; nay, worse than strangers, for they could never become acquainted. It was a perpetual estrangement.
~ Jane Austen
Now they were as strangers; nay worse than strangers, for they could never become aquatinted. It was perpetual estrangement.
~ Jane Austen
she was now in great danger of suffering from intellectual solitude.
~ Jane Austen
Soy un hombre decepcionado y mi estado de ánimo no soportaría la soledad.
~ Jane Austen
Pray do, my dear Miss Lucas," she added in a melancholy tone, "for nobody is on my side, nobody takes part with me. I am cruelly used, nobody feels for my poor nerves.
~ Jane Austen
Kini mereka praktis adalah orang asing, bukan, malah lebih buruk daripada orang asing, sebab mereka bahkan tidak bisa bergaul layaknya kenalan anyar. Akan selalu ada jarak di antara mereka.
~ Jane Austen
Now they were as strangers; nay, worse than strangers, for they could never become acquainted. It was a perpetual estrangement.
~ Jane Austen
No pudo haber dos corazones más abiertos, ni gustos tan similares, ni sentimientos tan unificados. Ahora eran dos extraños. No; peor que extraños, porque jamás podrían llegar a conocerse. Era un exilio perpetuo.
~ Jane Austen
She saw her mother's face, imprisoned in the emptiness of Empire and diplomacy.
~ Jane Gardam
deaths of despair escalating in terrifying ways as people struggled with the dislocation and isolation that the pandemic had caused.
~ Jane Goodall
She is too old to share her space with people she does not know, too set in her ways to share her space even with people she does.
~ Jane Green
And, then, sometime between December 26 and January 1, the festivity ends and I straggle back to my apartment feeling exhausted, broke, and somehow lonelier than before. This is when I start wondering if it might not be better for everyone if Christmas were an event staged every four years, like the Olympics. But
~ Jane Green
During these long periods of solitary contemplation in a setting of such dramatically haunting beauty, I found myself overcome by waves of loneliness.
~ Jane Hawking