Quotes About Isolation

He never realized how noisy American silence was until all the gadgets died.

Never less idle than when wholly idle, nor less alone than when wholly alone.

Confronted by too much emptiness ... the brain invents. Loneliness creates company as thirst creates water. How many sailors have been wrecked in pursuit of islands that were merely a shimmering?

I don't want to see anyone. I lie in the bedroom with the curtains drawn and nothingness washing over me like a sluggish wave. Whatever is happening to me is my own fault. I have done something wrong, something so huge I can't even see it, something that's drowning me. I am inadequate and stupid, without worth. I might as well be dead.

I don't want to see anyone. I lie in the bedroom with the curtains drawn and nothingness washing over me like a sluggish wave. Whatever is happening to me is my own fault. I have done something wrong, something so huge I can't even see it, something that's drowning me. I am inadequate and stupid, without worth. I might as well be dead.

We were the people who were not in the papers. We lived in the blank white spaces at the edges of print. It gave us more freedom. We lived in the gaps between the stories.

Many people hear voices when no one is there. Some of them are called mad and are shut up in rooms where they stare at the walls all day. Others are called writers and they do pretty much the same thing.

People drain me, even the closest of friends, and I find loneliness to be the best state in the union to live in.

How must he prove himself? What was it they wished to know of him? And what did he know of himself here where loneliness was an unavoidable element of life, and a man must rely solely on himself?

To live in prison is to live without mirrors. To live without mirrors is to live without the self. She is living selflessly, she finds a hole in the stone wall and on the other side of the wall, a voice. The voice comes through darkness and has no face. This voice becomes her mirror.

If I roll my eyes and mutter, if I clutch at my heart and scream in horror like a third-rate actress chewing up a mad scene, I do it in private and nobody sees but the bathroom mirror.

Privacy is a privilege not granted to the aged or the young.

Pride was my wilderness, and the demon that led me there was fear. I was alone, and never free, for I carried my chains within me, and they spread out from me and shackled all I touched.

Qui è sepolta mezza Sarajevo. Le date di nascita cambiano, quelle di morte si ripetono. Era come un sacco nero, il destino. La morte fece un raccolto straordinario, in quei tre anni. La morte è solitudine e loro furono privati anche di quella privatezza, costretti a crepare a grappoli come insetti. Essere derubati della vita sembrava quasi accettabile, alla fine, ma il furto della morte è un'altra storia... finire alla rinfusa, mischiati come panni sporchi, come frutta marcia.

Since Husk's downfall, Brother Fir had quietly and sensibly taken control of the situation. He had told the islanders of the long ago time when a squirrel king had committed murder and sacrifice in that chamber. He had opened it, blessed it, filled it with candlelight, watched, prayed, and sung in it, night and day, cleansing it of its past. It was now the Chamber of Candles, a place of prayer and peace.

Nobody has ever before asked the nuclear family to live all by itself in a box the way we do. With no relatives, no support, we've put it in an impossible situation.

Oz really isn't so terrible, Judy. It's just that our parents always ignored us, so he started going around with people who made him feel important. They were spreading hate and used him just as they used me.

Being prime minister is a lonely job... you cannot lead from the crowd.

You have got a sharp tongue, haven't you honey? You'll have to watch it or you'll go to a lonely spinster's grave.

marvelled that you could live with a man for years and bear his children, yet remain quite remote from him.

I am alone and my heart is my own. Loneliness. Solitude. The first is a curse, the second a blessing. I would rather be a hermit than live with a stranger who would make me feel even more lonely than when I am truly alone.

There is no place more lonely Than a rich man's home.

No matter how invisible I feel, I will always be wrapped in the memory of life as a captive. —Quebrado

The [Gila River area is] so utterly desolate, desert, and Godforsaken, that Kit Carson says a wolf could not make his living upon it." | U.S. Representative THOMAS HART BENTON addressing the house of representatives, June 26, 1854