Quotes About Isolation

E dopotutto forse il dolore più grande è quello di chi viene lasciato da solo sulla terra. Non credi?

But I had escaped him, and glowed with the giddy lightness of solitude. It was the first time I had been alone in weeks. Then the boy appeared.

Il dolore più grande è quello di chi viene lasciato da solo sulla terra.

Sus heridas hasta ese momento habían sido superficiales y siempre había habido alguien para ofrecerle consuelo. Ahora estaba sola en el gabinete de su dolor.

But I had been a stranger to myself turned to stone for no reason I could name.

It was not murder that exiled me, it was my lack of cunning.

Pero cuando se lleva una vida solitaria, se dan pocos precisos momentos en los que un alma se sumerge junto a otra, del mismo modo que, una vez al año, las estrellas rozan la tierra. Para mí Dédalo fue esa clase de constelación.

I felt myself a stranger to the world

Mi estrecho mundo había encogido un poco más hasta reducirse a las grietas del suelo y las volutas talladas en los muros de piedra.

My eyes were heavy in my head, and my arm ached from the morning'e exertion. I sat beneath the scrubby shade of an olive tree to stare out over the ocean's waves. No one spoke to me. I was easy to ignore. It was not so very different from home, really.

Do you always talk to pigs when I am gone?

Yo me había escapado y ahora estaba eufórico, disfrutando de la vertiginosa luz de la soledad. Era la primera vez que estaba solo desde hacía muchas semanas.

I was a gray space filled up with nothing.

Daedalus did not long outlive his son. His limbs turned grey, and all his strength was transmuted into smoke. I had no right to claim him, I knew it. But in a solitary life, there are rare moments when another soul dips near yours, as stars once a year brush the earth. Such a constellation he was to me.

The door closed, and the room swelled around me like a bruise. When she was here, I could pretend it felt small because of her, but when she left the four wood walls seemed to press towards me, like lungs that had breathed in. The window did not help, for it was too high to see from the bed and too small to take in much air.

It is strange to think of a goddess needing friends.

He yawned, his eyes heavylidded. "what`s your name?" His kingdom was half, a quarter, an eight the size of my father`s, and i had killed a boy and been exiled and still he did not know me. i grounded my jaw shut and would not speak. He asked again, louder: "What`s your name?

No, she had no belief--none. She was completely alone with herself. The world was empty for her, but she didn't know it.

It was quite possible that she had lost the capacity to love and care anymore and that this is how she was going to be for the rest of her life.

You could say that an exile was a person who knew of a country that made all other countries seem strange.

Uno nunca está tan solo como cuando se es adolescente y tiene un secreto, nunca se duele tanto, nunca se despedaza por dentro más que a esa edad cuando en vez de formarse, uno se está rompiendo.

I have been trying, for some time now, to find dignity in my loneliness. I have been finding this hard to do.

I have been trying, for some time now, to find dignity in my loneliness. I have been finding this hard to do ... It is easier, of course, to find dignity in one's solitude. Loneliness is solitude with a problem.

She asks him quietly in the dark to tell her about the mother of everything and he did not know of whom she was speaking. She asked the volcano and the volcano belched great streams of wet ash. She lay her head down with fatigue and found her head on a pillow of ink. Upon waking she stretched her arms around the glob and found her fingers weren't even close to touching.