Quotes About Isolation

Those years you never looked at any of us. Staring into your own eyelids. Like you saw a light there. Can you see me now?

Who neither touched nor spoke? whose nape, whose finger-ends nervelessly lied the hours away?

Marriage is lonelier than solitude

The tentativeness, the anxiety, sometimes approaching paralysis, the confusing, described in many of these essays by intelligent, educated, "privileged" women, are themselves evidence of the damage that an be done to the creative energy by the lack of continuity, historical validation, community. Most women, it seems, have gone through their travails in a kind of spiritual isolation, alone both in the present and in ignorance of their place in any female tradition.

Across the freeway stands another structure from the other side of the mirror it destroys the logical processes of the mind, a man's thoughts become completely disorganized, madness streaming from every throat frustrated sounds from the bars, metallic sounds from the walls the steel trays, iron beds bolted to the wall, thr smells, the human waste. To determine how men will behave once they enter prison it is of first importance to know that prison.

There aren't any people aligned with me passionately.

Writing is a sufficiently lonely and mysterious pastime that I don't begrudge myself a talisman or two, so long as they don't become ways of distracting myself from the glum inescapability of actual work.

Trolls live in their own pathetic bubble, and it's called Twitter.

I don't know about writing. It's quite lonely. You have to have a lot of patience with yourself. I don't know if I could do that. But I'd love to direct again.

I took my hand off the pause button. I had my life on pause. You get stuck, especially when you're drinking and isolating. I started homing in on what I wanted to do as a person. Just try to grow up.

Am I not peaceful? We want to be free - completely free. Free to be free. We want to be left alone.

Hell is other people.

But I was a sensitive kid. A funny kid, and a perceptive one. There was a lot of time spent alone.

And when I was young, my family was perfectly nice. I write a lot about it, as you noticed. But it was rather limited. I think, I don't think anyone in my family would really feel I'd done them an injustice by saying that. We didn't see many people. There were many books. It was as if I wanted to get away from home.

The odd thing about 'Cripple of Inishmaan' is it's never actually been performed on the island.

'Bob's Burgers' is done with the cast all together - not necessarily all together: some are in L.A. and some are in New York, but we're hearing each other. So scenes are performed as a group. And 'Archer' is just me alone in a booth.

There's definitely a loneliness and, like, an internal element to being a performer.

I remember that during the period leading up to independence in Angola in 1975, I was the only correspondent there at all for three months.

I've gone through long periods without being with someone and got a bit lonely, but not for a while.

I've always been on the periphery.

I felt on the periphery of high school culture; one of those invisible creatures that walk the campus. I think it was a lot worse for my parents.

When you're a little fat boy in any kind of school, you're just persecuted something awful.

As for myself, a chill suddenly seizes me, at the idea that I have chosen to inhabit this lonely house, lost in the midst of the suburb of a totally strange town, perched high on the mountain and almost opening upon the woods. What wild notion could have taken possession of me, to settle myself in surroundings so foreign and unknown, breathing of isolation and sadness? The waiting unnerves me, and I beguile the time by examining all the little details of the building.

If everyone is my brother, I have no brothers.