Quotes About Isolation

Tudo o resto se passou em silêncio como se perto já não se escutassem. O amor que trocaram é assunto para duas vidas inteiras, abandonadas para sempre num barquito sem rumo.

He longed for company. He was cruel because he didn't know whether or not people felt pain and he wanted to find out and also he wanted to give them his pain to keep for their own.

Out of the firefight, into the carbon freeze." -Anakin Solo

Il tenente Dumbar non era realmente inghiottito. Ma quella fu la prima parola che gli si fissò in mente. Tutto era immenso. Quel vasto cielo azzurro senza una nube. Quell'oceano d'erba che ondeggiava al vento. Null'altro, fino a dove riusciva a spingere lo sguardo. Non una pista, non una traccia di sochi lasciati da altre ruote che il carro potesse seguire. Solo lo spazio, assoluto e vuoto

An unusual problem developed when a case of smallpox was brought to the hospital. Smallpox was too contagious to be allowed on the wards. Its victims had to be specially isolated. But where? Osler drove the patient up to the mayor of Hamilton's home, a sure way of getting action. Special accommodation was arranged in a secluded house. Osler visited the patient twice a day until he died, and then did an autopsy on the spot, helped by the German housekeeper.

Our reputation has been hurt very badly in the last few years. We've had a go-it-alone mentality in a world where because of communications and transportation, you should be going exactly in the other direction.

As far as Sabrina could tell, the only crop this town grew was mud.

Being very strange kept people away. And if people stayed away, you could never disappoint them.

Think of the letters which have placed you nowhere, have given you something lonely, and the restraint of all anger at loneliness.

Moby Dick - that book is so amazing. I just realized that it starts with two characters meeting in bed that's how my book begins, too, but I hadn't noticed the parallel before, two characters forced to share a bed, reluctantly.

I knew I was alone in a way that no earthling has ever been before.

As the years passed, Ethan noticed that he recognized fewer faces than he had at the beginning, and by the same token an increasing number of residents failed to recognize him. He had never wanted acknowledgment, and thus he was at ease with the changing situation, merely finding it interesting the way so many people now walked past him, or through him, it seemed, as if he were invisible. This was to his liking,

This in turn leaves the soul more frustrated and lonely than ever. Thus the primal lie begets destruction—worst of all, it does so in the name of love.

I mean the breaking of continuity. When you lose your place in the stream of time, you become a person who is completely dependent on the social.

to hide them. "A man is himself and no other", Josip says. "He is an island in the sea of being. And each island is as no other. The islands are connected because they have come forth from the sea, and the sea flows between them. It separates them yet unites them, if they learn to swim.

I don't mean to be critical, but you have been away from civilization for quite a long time. One's perspectives can narrow.

David dropped his eyes. In a low voice, he said, "One can be alone, even in a household full of people who speak incessantly.

In the schoolyard they had begun to gravitate toward each other, as outcasts will if they have not yet been taught to despise themselves.

Modern life seems set up so that we can avoid loneliness at all costs, but maybe it's worthwhile to face it occasionally. The further we push aloneness away, the less are we able to cope with it, and the more terrifying it gets.

He left because the world is not made to accommodate people like him.

Solitude increased my perception. But here's the tricky thing: when I applied my increased perception to myself, I lost my identity. There was no audience, no one to perform for. There was no need to define myself. I became irrelevant. (I)solation felt more like communion...To put it romantically, I was completely free.

If you like solitude, you're never alone.

He marveled at the poetry of Emily Dickinson, sensing her kindred spirit. For the last seventeen years of her life, Dickinson rarely left her home in Massachusetts and spoke to visitors only through a partially closed door. "Saying nothing, " she wrote, "sometimes says the most.

Modern life seems set up so that we can avoid loneliness at all costs, but maybe it's worthwhile to face it occasionally. The further we push aloneness away, the less we are able to cope with it, and the more terrifying it gets. Some philosophers believe that loneliness is the only true feeling there is.