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Quotes About Isolation

Emotion isn't really what I felt . . . Living, one is so detached.
~ Alice Notley
I am standing somewhere underground, in an underworld, with all the others. I never wanted this.
~ Alice Notley
but you are incomplete unattached to me . . .
~ Alice Notley
Now I feel I was inserted into life exactly not to do that. For I have been robbed of everything that made me social
~ Alice Notley
I don't know how to be . . . an- ything but empty.
~ Alice Notley
I already have no point of view except that of the fallen. I have no individuality, because I'm a deadened thing.
~ Alice Notley
I don't reside on your planet. I have never lived.
~ Alice Notley
No one is kind to me; no one asks me what's wrong.
~ Alice Notley
Oh but I need my lone self!
~ Alice Notley
I have no needs. No country, no continent, no hope. I sit in blackness where I once lived. In magic, the only force I recognize. What is it? a face cries, skittering away. All that's left, I reply
~ Alice Notley
Who wants to see us anyway?
~ Alice Notley
being discriminated against as a tragic stranger.
~ Alice Notley
It's all like me; and any song for this would just be bullshit. This is a thing, where they stopped trying, they deserted it, and desertion itself is the only possible song.
~ Alice Notley
I'm alone as usual impossibly nowhere or right here. I walked a path, formerly.
~ Alice Notley
I'm so crazy I can't know anyone anymore. I listen to voices, see people who aren't tangible to others; they sustain me, and I need them. Who's to say who's really here?
~ Alice Notley
She could die now; no one would see it, her.
~ Alice Notley
I want to be lawless; I want to be alone.
~ Alice Notley
little distant sounds of shut-away singing
~ Alice Oswald
so by degrees I became invisible in that spotted sick-room light and nobody found me there.
~ Alice Oswald
And so he goes on dwindling away maybe through too much prayer is now too rarefied to touch or settle anywhere
~ Alice Oswald
I am cold cold trying to slide myself out of my own shade but hour by hour more shade leaks out
~ Alice Oswald
not many of us left not much movement in the blackening lanes among a few low trees little flocks of orchids in the ditches nobody cares
~ Alice Oswald
and I who live in the basement one level down from the world
~ Alice Oswald
Three people in the snow getting rid of themselves breath by breath
~ Alice Oswald