Quotes About Isolation

Anderzijds waren er ook dingen in de buitenwereld waar ik aan gehecht was, een uitstapje naar de G20-supermarkt bijvoorbeeld, die had veertien verschillende soorten hummus, of een wandeling in het bos [...] ik was te ver van mijn kindertijd afgedwaald, nou ja langdurige opsluiting was misschien niet de beste oplossing, maar ik geloof dat hummus de doorslag gaf.

That night, the three of us slept, arms wrapped around each other, on the double bed, though nothing sexual happened. As though we simply needed to protect ourselves; as though we could feel some dark presence, some evil subterranean force moving about the island.

Las gotas golpeaban la tela con un ruido sordo, a pocos centímetros de su cara; pero él estaba a salvo del contacto. De repente tuvo el presentimiento de que su vida entera iba a parecerse a ese momento. Se movería entre las emociones humanas, y a veces estaría muy cerca de ellas; otros conocerían la felicidad o la desesperación; pero nada de eso tendría que ver jamás con él, ni podría alcanzarle

Certains lundis de la toute fin novembre, ou du début de décembre, surtout lorsqu'on est célibataire, on a la sensation d'être dans le couloir de la mort. Les vacances d'été sont depuis longtemps oubliées, la nouvelle année est encore loin ; la proximité du néant est inhabituelle." Incipit

Seres humanos calvos, viejos, razonables, vestidos de gris, se cruzan a unos metros de distancia en sus sillas de ruedas. Circulan por un espacio inmenso, gris y desnudo; no hay cielo, no hay horizonte, nada; sólo hay gris. Cada cual farfulla para sus adentros, con la cabeza encogida entre los hombros, sin ver a los demás, sin siquiera prestar atención al espacio.

Some Mondays at the very end of November or at the beginning of December one has, especially if one is single, the feeling of being sentenced to death.

At this moment, Paul was hungry. He would go home, it was the only right thing to do, he said to himself before he realized there was nothing to eat at home, that the shelf in the refrigerator reserved for him would be despairingly empty, and that the very expression "home" was a testament of unreasonable optimism.

Un couple est un monde, un monde autonome et clos qui se déplace au milieu d'un monde plus vaste, sans en être réellement atteint ; solitaire

At times, too, I've had the impression that I'd manage to feel quite at home in a life of vacuity. That the relatively painless boredom would enable me to go on making the usual gestures of life. Another big mistake. Prolonged boredom is not tenable as a position: sooner or later it is transformed into feelings that are acutely more painful, of true pain; this is precisely what's happening to me.

Má»™t sáng, kho?ng m??i má»™t gi?, c?u n?m dài trên bãi c?, gi?a nh?ng cây c?i vô tình. C?u ng?c nhiên th?y mình Ä'au kh? ??n th?.

El espacio viene, se acerca y pretende devorarme. Hay un ruidito en el centro de la habitación. Los fantasmas están ahí, son el espacio, me rodean. Se alimentan de los ojos reventados de los hombres.

Il sut immédiatement que cet univers ralenti, marqué par la honte, où les êtres se croisent dans un vide sidéral, sans qu'aucun rapport entre eux n'apparaisse jamais possible, correspondait exactement à son univers mental.

Il me semble (...) que j'avais bien compris, déjà à cette époque, que le monde social était une machine à détruire l'amour.

desde mi infancia, la idea que cerraba todas las discusiones, que ponía fin a todas las divergencias, la idea en torno a la cual había visto surgir con mayor frecuencia un consenso absoluto, tranquilo, sin complicaciones, podía resumirse más o menos así: «En el fondo, uno nace solo, vive solo y muere solo».

La solitude à deux est l'enfer consenti.

Michelangelo Antonioni

that arctic blast you're feeling? it's the chill coming off my cold shoulder

You might think that if you were paralyzed, at least you couldn't feel the pain. But it isn't like that. You can't move, but you can hurt. You can hurt more than you can imagine.

All the while, she understood that nothing could save her from the emptiness of the years that still had to be lived. Days passed, and weeks, and no one said her name.

Her preaching theme, indeed, her modus operandi, might have been Include all!—she was always dragging some person she'd just met to our lunches and meetings and events—but how abruptly and thoroughly she'd excluded me.

What I'd like to know"—Tom set down his eggroll and drew himself up—"is why every time I make a friend in the congregation, they stop coming to church?" The anguish in his voice surprised me. "That is weird," I said. Apparently, I was caught in yet another pattern larger than myself.

Estou manchado com esplendor corrupto, sou um código para segredos obscuros, sou um ser à parte, fui gerado na decadência, e vivo sobre a água. Sou o mais diferente possível de ti, e no entanto não sou propriamente um turco ou um peixe" Casanova

Guilt is a gorgeous girl but nobody wants her.

He had seen so much of life, but even more of death. He had seen countless eras come and go and still he braved forward, forever alone. And here she was ready to give up after a few lousy years. She was a coward.