Quotes About Isolation

Writing can be a very solitary business. It's you sat at a desk typing words into a computer. It can get lonely sometimes and lots of writers live quite isolated lives.

12 Hours on the computer... sounds like I am vip... few people stay on computer so long or not big %.

Unfortunately a lot of Bristol's creativity just gets marooned in Bristol. It is a cool place though, maybe too laidback for its own good.

So you just...left?' Zach huffed. 'All the cool kids are doing it.

I hate people in general, but you guys are cool with me.

Courage is being the only only one who knows how terrified you are.

The novelist is more a marathon runner than long-distance runner and the kind of courage it takes working in such isolation cannot be underestimated. I really respect my fellow writers on this front.

I couldn't walk down any street in Britain without being laughed at. It was a nightmare. My children were devastated because their dad was a figure of ridicule.

Dear Dad, When you sent me to school that morning, I thought you loved me. But now I see you for what you are. You called me a monster and a freak. But you're the one that raised me.

They needed to grieve alone was what Tibby's dad said. Lena wondered if really there was any choice in that. Everyone grieved alone.

In my beach shack, we'll be alone. In my beach shack, I'll make you feel at home.

In the City of Death, there is pitch darkness and huge clouds of dust, neither sister nor brother is there. This body is frail, old age is overtaking it.

I'm not afraid of death but I am afraid of dying. Pain can be alleviated by morphine but the pain of social ostracism cannot be taken away.

White... is death. It's hospitals. It's my terrible nurses. White is absolute horror. It is just the worst.

Death and its associates, after the initial shock, produce callousness.

But she wasn't around, and that's the thing when your parents die, you feel like instead of going in to every fight with backup, you are going into every fight alone.

Writing is a deeper sleep than death. Just as one wouldn't pull a corpse from its grave, I can't be dragged from my desk at night.

Not to have an audience is a kind of death.

I keep finding myself stifled by the company of others and then crippled by loneliness when I leave them. I am terrified and I don't even know of what, because I have lost everything already.

Throughout evolution, ostracism was death indeed.

I am stigmatized by a living death in which real death holds no terrors for me.

Put a gun to my head and paint the wall with my brains.

District 12. Where you can starve to death in safety," I mutter. Then I glance quickly over my shoulder. Even here, in the middle of nowhere, you worry someone might overhear you.

The thought that I might kill myself formed in my mind coolly as a tree or a flower.