Quotes About Isolation

What did people do before they could go online and find answers to secret problems? Oh right, they killed themselves

El Señor guarde a los niños! Pues todos ellos tienen su Predicador que los persigue por el sombrío río del miedo y la imposibilidad de expresar lo que sienten y las puertas cerradas. Todos son mudos y están solos, porque no hay palabras para expresar el miedo de un niño, ni oídos que le presten atención, y, si las hubiera, nadie las entendería aunque las oyera. ¡El Señor guarde a los niños! Los niños lo soportan todo y superan cualquier obstáculo.

She didnt know that i was dead inside, that i had ruled out the chance of joy ever again. For that night and every night to follow. I had fully settled into my unhappiness and wore it comfortably

I was so blue that I felt I'd turned black inside.

What were you to do when you didn't know anyone who could help you, no one who could explain the way to the things you wanted- what could you do- you couldn't just take a spade, a few bricks, and a gerenium and see what happened. You had to be rich, you had to be educated; you had to be powerful to stop conyagious ugliness from spreading.

I felt like I would disappear if I were not hemmed in by the familiar and unchanging.

Incapace com'ero di nutrire un briciolo di fiducia nella mia facoltà di parlare e d'agire come un essere umano, custodivo rinchiuse nel petto le mie angosce solitarie. Tenevo nascoste l'agitazione e la malinconia, preoccupandomi d'evitare che avesse a trapelarne qualche traccia.

Purchè ne sia capace, è probabile che gli esseri umani non badino troppo se rimango estraneo alle loro vite. L'unica cosa che debbo evitare, è di riuscir molesto ai loro occhi; sarò nulla, sarò vento, il cielo.

As long as I can make them laugh, it doesn't matter how, I'll be all right. If I succeed in that, the human beings probably won't mind it too much if I remain outside their lives. The one thing I must avoid is becoming offensive in their eyes: I shall be nothing, the wind, the sky.

The future promises us all our very own Truman Shows and when every man and woman is a star the spectacle becomes auto- cannibalizing; the audience forced to watch itself due to lack of spectators

In short, anything that promotes a sense of isolation leads to chronic stress and, often, to illnesses like heart disease. Conversely, anything that leads to real intimacy and feelings of connection can be healing in the real sense of the word: to bring together, to make whole.

Love, social support, and intimacy. People who feel lonely, depressed, and isolated are three to ten times more likely to get sick and die prematurely from virtually all causes when compared to those who have strong feelings of love, connection and community. Chapter 7 describes how we can transform isolation into healing.

Ah, do not mistake solitude for loneliness," he advised. "A man may be lonely in a crowd, or he can be quite content in the society of the natural world.

The days are very alike here, the hours of darkness long and bleak, and I am a stranger to myself.

She is a little too revered sometimes and people forget to speak to her as if she was a human being. It can get lonely on Olympus.

The desert doesn't care who you are, and neither does anyone or anything who lives in it.

The loneliness you feel with another person, the wrong person, is the loneliest of all.

You were a stone wall, a fort in high, unreachable trees, an island, my own island, that no boat could reach.

But, dear God, don't listen to me. I'm an old lady in the middle of nowhere without a real toilet.

There's grief and then there's the loneliness of grief. The way it's just yours and yours alone.

Something has happened to her and about her, and yet it is hard to grasp this fact. Her run is larger than her, and yet her daily life is mostly just her solitary steps, the rhythm of them, her daily aches, her loneliness, and the flashes of the nightmares that she experiences daily. It seems that she's become a person with a message, but she's unclear what the message is. Maybe because the message is still fighting its way through the grief and guilt to get to her.

Once again, I am translucent. I could break against rocks. I am ten thousand miles down and ten thousand miles across and around and it's too far and too long and too deep, but there is no black-haired body with wide, soft brown eyes looking into mine and seeing exactly who I am.

Loneliness is my worst enemy, but in the end he's usually my only real friend.

If you're comfortable with solitude, being left out is not a problem