Quotes About Isolation

For is not life solitary, and every thinker lonely?

Some candle inside him was dangerously close to guttering. A definition of loneliness surfaced in his mind: when you suddenly understand that the story of your life isn't what you thought it was.

She'd spent the decades barricading herself from life, setting the conditions for love so high no one else could ever meet them.

Niet kunnen lezen of schrijven. Nooit kunnen ontsnappen naar een andere wereld, noch een schuilplaats hebben voor de eindeloze stroom dagen.

that was the style of his generation, to communicate via the safety of pixels on a screen.

Friendship is a physick all its own, and most especially to those such as we, who through the peculiar paths of our thinking must ever be lonely men.

If there be any further freedom than the one granted by excommunication, perhaps it is the freedom not to exist.

All monsters have their fits of depression.

The gods are alone, and when they stroll, by chance, on earth, they are pathological cases or buffoons, or histrions...who are despised!

Only he who is without anything is without enemies.

bu öyküyü anlatmak istiyordum ama ne bizim dünyam?zda ne de düÅŸsel hayvanlar?n dünyas?nda, içinde bulunduÄŸu yaln?zl?k tehlikesinden kurtulmak için kendi kendine yalan söyleyen bir canl? bulabildim. Bunu yaln?zca insan yapabiliyordu.

The fallow soil of loneliness is fertile ground for self-deception.

I am not only in a cold dark place; I AM a cold dark place.

Winny didn't know what he would do without his books, except probably go berserk and start killing people and making ashtrays out of their skulls even though he didn't smoke and never would.

For a better part of a decade, he had been outside society, distanced in mind and spirit if not in body. But now, for the first time since Centeral America, Jack Twist had the need, the desire, and ability to reach out to society around him, to make friends.

Anyway," he said, "if somebody doesn't belong in the world, there's no door they can throw him out. They can't take the world away from him and put him somewhere different. The worst thing they can do is kill him. That's all.

The windows were heavily draped, and the milk-pitcher moon couldn't find gaps through which to pour itself. All was blackness on blackness.

We are alone, absolutely alone on this chance planet; and amid all the forms of life that surround us, not one, excepting the dog, has made an alliance with us. —Maurice Maeterlinck

The dog chose more letters, waited for them to study the words, then looked solemnly at each of them to be sure they understood what he meant: I WOULD DIE OF LONELY.

If she could seldom bring herself to touch me and even more seldom look at me directly, she nonetheless made a place for me in her life.

The chief characteristics of my childhood were an aching loneliness and the daily struggle to avoid a bleakness of spirit that unrelieved loneliness can foment.

Any town can die without actually drying up and blowing away. It can be as dead as a ghost town even with people still living in it." Gazing

It looks awful lonely here. Most of the world is lonely corners. I'm not sure it's safe. Nowhere is safe unless you want it to be.

I would die of lonely.