Quotes About Isolation

The rest of us just have to live here, hovering around the edges, left out of it all, for the most part.

There are worse things than being invisible, the monster had said, and it was right. Conor was no longer invisible. They all saw him now. But he was further away than ever.

How can invisible men make themselves more lonely by being seen?

The house was quiet when he got inside. Why wouldn't it be? He was alone.

C'era una volta un uomo invisibile, che s'era stufato di non essere visto da nessuno. Non che fosse davvero invisibile. Il fatto era che la gente era abituato a non vederlo. E se nessuno ti vede, esisti davvero?

Self-contained,' Gudmund had described him, but what that really meant was that it felt like he'd had a private burden to shoulder for as long as he could remember . . . Worse, it had been accompanied by an equally hard lifelong yearning, a feeling that there had to be more, more than just all this weight. Because if there wasn't, what was the point?

The Third Tale There was once an invisible man who had grown tired of being unseen. It was not that he was actually invisible. It was that people had become used to not seeing him. And if no one sees you, are you really there at all? And then one day the invisible man decided, I will make them see me. He called for a monster.

Most Gods don't care. About anything. Other than gaining dominance over other Gods and telling you how wonderful they are and demanding that you say the same. There's nothing like a bunch of Gods to show you how alone you really are.

He really is alone in whatever hell this is. Completely and utterly alone. 'It isn't,' he thinks, as he trudges back toward his house, 'the most unfamiliar feeling in the world.

Along the edge of this green lived a man. His name is not important, as no one ever used it. The villagers only ever called him the Apothecary.

There are worse things than being invisible, the monster had said, and it was right.

He looks up and the loss in his Noise is so great it feels like i'm standing on the edge of an Abyss, that I'm about to fall down into him, into blackness so empty and lonely there'd never be a way out.

The nightmare feeling was rising in him, turning everything seem heavy and impossible, like he'd been asked to lift a mountain with his bare hands and no one would let him leave until he did.

Cómo es posible que los hombres invisibles estén más solos cuando consiguen que todo el mundo los vea?

There are worse things that being invisible, the monster had said, and it was right.

Say you were standing on a hilltop with someone who had no Noise. Would it be like you were alone there? How would you share it? Would you want to? I mean, here we are, the girl and I, heading outta danger and into the unknown and there's no Noise overlapping us, nothing to tell us what the other's thinking. Is that how it's sposed to be?

What happened in the nightmare was something no one else ever needed to know. Conor

Schier unglaublich - für den Rest der Welt ging das Leben einfach weiter. Für den Rest der Welt, der nicht wartete.

Hay cosas peores que ser invisible", había dicho el monstruo, y tenía razón. Conor ya no era invisible. Ahora todos lo veían. Pero estaba más lejos que nunca.

Por increíble que pudiera parecer, el tiempo seguía pasando para el resto del mundo. El resto del mundo que no estaba a la espera.

I'm too busy repeatedly counting ketchup bottles and wishing I was dead, wishing I was dead, wishing I was dead, wishing I was dead.

She can smell him now, a smudge of unwashed skin, poverty, extreme loneliness. She takes the can, still holding his hand, unrolling it, running a finger across its weathered palm.

And so he waited by himself, leaning against a stone wall away from the other kids as they squealed and laughed and looked at their phones as if nothing in the world was wrong, as if nothing in the whole entire universe could ever happen to them.

Desideravi solo la fine del dolore, disse il mostro. Il tuo dolore. La conclusione dell'isolamento in cui questo ti aveva rinchiuso. è il più umano fra tutti i desideri.