Quotes About Isolation

The town was a conveyor belt of despair.

never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude.

she hadn't tried to end her life because she was miserable, but because she had managed to convince herself that there was no way out of her misery

Aunt Carlotta is a lonely woman. She's a lot older than me. She's really an old lady now. She's forty-two. Hardly anyone lives to be forty-two.

Places don't matter to people anymore. Places aren't the point. People are only ever half present where they are these days. They always have one foot in the great digital nowhere.

A Moment of Extreme Crisis in the Middle of Nowhere 'Oh fuck,' whispered Nora, into the cold.

quanto mais as pessoas estavam ligadas às redes sociais, mais solitária a sociedade se tornava.

the more people were connected on social media, the lonelier society became.

It is lonely, this world, without a friend.

I had all the chances to make something of my life, and I blew every one of them. Through my own carelessness and misfortune, the world has retreated from me, and so now it makes perfect sense that I should retreat from the world.

Oh fuck,' whispered Nora, into the cold.

Si vous êtes le type de personne qui pense trop aux choses, alors rien n'est plus solitaire au monde que d'être entouré d'un tas de gens qui ne sont pas sur la même longueur d'ondes.

Dear Whoever, I had all the chances to make something of my life, and I blew every one of them. Through my own carelessness and misfortune, the world has retreated from me, and so now it makes perfect sense that I should retreat from the world. If I felt it was possible to stay, I would. But I don't. And so I can't. I make life worse for people. I have nothing to give. I'm sorry.

she'd studied enough existential philosophy to believe loneliness was a fundamental part of being a human in an essentially meaningless universe

the basis of depression as well as the difference between fear and despair. Fear was when you wandered into a cellar and worried that the door would close shut. Despair was when

Adrift: Seventy-six Days Lost at Sea

the basis of depression as well as the difference between fear and despair. Fear was when you wandered into a cellar and worried that the door would close shut. Despair was when the door closed and locked behind you.

She couldn't even manage 'cat owner'. Or 'one-hour-a week piano tutor'. Or 'human capable of conversation'.

The comfort, then, is the weird truth that in one sense we have most in common with others when we feel awkward and alone. Isolation is as universal as it gets.

I make life worse for people. I have nothing to give. I'm sorry.

You get near a black hole and the gravitational pull drags you into its bleak, dark reality.

And that had led to them talking about social media – he believed that the more people were connected on social media, the lonelier society became. 'That's why everyone hates each other nowadays,' he reckoned. 'Because they are overloaded with non-friend friends.

Places don't matter to people anymore. Places aren't the point. People are only ever half present where they are these days. They always have at least one foot in the great digital nowhere.

A Moment of Extreme Crisis in the Middle of Nowhere 'Oh fuck,' whispered Nora, into the cold.