Quotes About Isolation

Jean Paul Sartre says that 'Hell is other people!' In the name of completing this sentence we must also say this: 'Heaven is other people too!

Loneliness opens the door for wisdom and wisdom opens all the doors!

Solitude is the rebel of the freedom.

The fate of the bridges is to be lonely; because bridges are to cross not to stay!

The house made of ice in the middle of a desert! And that house is the house of lies!

The moment you let your courage leave you, you turn to an abandoned old house!

There exists no greater megalomania than thinking that we are all alone in this cosmic ocean!

There is always something melancholic about the empty chairs.

There is no difference between a death man and a man without love.

We have invented the literature because the reality wasn't imaginative enough and we also wanted to be alone, at least for a while!

What greater tragedy can there be than to lose hope forever and drift in the cold darkness of hopelessness?

You can't think well while people are around you! Best thoughts visit us in the twilight of solitude!

The Jew does not wish to be isolated. He fears being alone, without allies.

For so long as the Jew has even one ally, he will be convinced - in his smallness of mind - that his salvation came from that ally. It is only when he is alone - against all of his own efforts and frantic attempts - that he will, through no choice, be compelled to turn to G-d.

Sono come queste pietre afghane. Non ci cresce niente dentro di me

L'ho guardato spesso, quell'estate, il cielo - qualche volta da solo e qualche volta con Marietta. Non ci ho trovato nessun messaggio, nessuna consolazione - neanche se le stelle erranti fossero infinite, e l'universo brulicasse di mondi che non conosciamo. E' solo un ripetitivo, arido meccanismo di corpi che ruotano nello spazio. Il cielo è vuoto.

Someone asked us later, "Didn't you wonder why no one came across you sooner?" Did I wonder? When you see

And when you'd finished running you'd be thousands of miles away from people who love you and your problem would still be there except you'd have nobody to help you.

Left alone with the dial tone...excuse me, operator, why is no one listening?

You shy, Francesca?" Javier asks me later on. I shake my head. "Not really." I'm just sad, I want to say. And I'm lonely.

I can do oblivion, you know. I can do it better than him. I'd like to see how he likes it if I just disappear from his life without a word. It was okay for him to keep in contact with Georgie and my mum, but not once did he pick up the phone or write to me. Like I was fucking nothing to him. Like I'm nothing to no one.

I wasn't there that day to get on the three forty-seven to Yass", he says. "I was there to throw myself in front of it.

What kind of freak is this kid who's giggling hysterically with the girls in the neighbouring beds, each with a crush on the other for being the same age when the rest of the world seems so old?

And I hear nothing because it's like the volume button has been turned down on our lives and nobody has anything to say anymore." "I want to be an adjective again. But I am a noun.