Quotes About Isolation

Jacqueline, for how many days have I been without food. There was a crash, the whole house shook. Where is Langley? Where is my brother?

He wondered seriously if love wasn't a feeling at all but a simple characterless state of shared isolation. If you were alone with a woman your feelings might change from moment to moment but the circumstance of your shared fate did not change. Maybe that's where the love was, in the combined circumstance.

Both Jamie and Claudia had acquired a talent for being near but never part of a group. (Some people, Saxonberg, never learn to do that all their lives, and some learn it all too well.)

Being an outsider to some extent, someone who does not fit in with others or is rejected by them for whatever reason, makes life difficult, but it also places you at an advantage as far as enlightenment is concerned. It takes you out of unconsciousness almost by force.

Alienation means you don't feel at ease in any situation, any place, or with any person, not even with yourself. You are always trying to get 'home' but never feel at home.

The ego perceives itself as a separate fragment in a hostile universe, with no real inner connection to any other being, surrounded by other egos which it either sees as a potential threat or which it will attempt to use for its own ends.

I could feel myself being sucked into a void.

Even brave men, and D'Arnot was a brave man, are sometimes frightened by solitude.

To lose the only creature in all his world who ever had manifested love and affection for him was the greatest tragedy he had ever known.

If you don't think it's lonesome wandering all by yourself through savage, unknown Pellucidar, why, just try it, and you will not wonder that I was glad of the company of this first dog

wie ein dürrer, kahler Fels steht mein zerstörtes Leben in der Brandung des Weltalls.

THE 4.15 FROM VICTORIA TO Lewes had been held up at Three Bridges in consequence of a derailment and, though John Lexman was fortunate enough to catch a belated connection to Beston Tracey, the wagonette which was the sole communication between the village and the outside world had gone.

Tragedy cannot take place around a type. Suffering is the most individualizing thing on earth.

She looked at him; she did not speak. He was there beside her, yet she was far away from him, alone with her outraged love and her ruined life. His feelings had nothing in them to make him silent.

It's true we might not have met if I'd not been thrown literally at her feet, but we've more in common than my isolation. There is a certain fellow feeling too, our minds dovetail in matters of humor and taste.

I even wrote a white-bear poem. It began Ghost bear wanders, always alone; king of the north, dispensing death from his traveling throne. It was shortly after this effort that I decided I wouldn't be a poet after all.

But after a moment a sense of waste and ruin overcame him. There they were, close together and safe and shut in; yet so chained to their separate destinies that they might as well been half the world apart.

She felt a stealing sense of fatigue as she walked; the sparkle had died out of her, and the taste of life was stale on her lips. She hardly knew what she had been seeking, or why the failure to find it had so blotted the light from her sky: she was only aware of a vague sense of failure, of an inner isolation deeper than the loneliness about her.

In the summer New York was the only place in which one could escape from New Yorkers...

Don't they always go from bad to worse? There's no turning back--your old self rejects you, and shuts you out. ~Lilly Bart

Does no one want to know the truth here, Mr Archer? The real loneliness is living among all these kind people who only ask one to pretend!

They stood together in the gloom of the spruces, an empty world glimmering about them wide and gray under the stars

Little as she was addicted to solitude, there had come to be moments when it seemed a welcome escape from the empty noises of her life.

Is there nowhere in an American house where one may be by one's self?