Quotes About Isolation

Sometimes, loneliness creates the loudest uprising for the soul.

This kind of dense brushwood is known as maquis It is made up of various species of tree and shrub, tangled and intertwined at Nature's whim. A man would need an axe to force a way through, and sometimes the maquis can be so dense and overgrown that even the wild sheep cannot penetrate it. If you have killed a man, go to the maquis above Porto-Vecchio, and you will be able to live in safety there, with a good rifle, gunpowder, and bullets.

Solitude is often the best society

A big crowd, but not a HUMAN being in sight.

Better be mad with all the world than wise alone. #Fools

Better be mad with all the world than wise alone.

Rich people never know who their friends are.

The full person does not understand the needs of the hungry. #Lockdown

When a woman thinks by herself she thinks of evil.

He who lives in solitude may make his own laws.

But today the united city has ceased to exist; there is no more communion of ideas. The town is a chance agglomeration of people who do not know one another, who have no common interest, save that of enriching themselves at the expense of one another.

Declining from the public ways, walk in unfrequented paths.

Exhibitionists have no friends, no friends at all.

Sex is the last resort of the miserable

Je montrerai comment ce peu de bruit inérieur qui n'est rien, contient tout, [...] comment un cerveau isolé du monde peut se créer un monde.

Alienation as our present destiny is achieved only by outrageous violence perpetrated by human beings on human beings.

Alan Loy McGinnis, author of the best-selling The Friendship Factor, says that America's leading psychologists and therapists estimate that only 10 percent of all men ever have any real friends.2

I've had a very sheltered life. What can happen to you if you stay home writing all day?

Goodbye, goodbye, I hate the word. Solitude has long since turned brown and withered, sitting bitter in my mouth and heavy in my veins.

And you will never be lonely either," said Anna. "You shall come and live with us." "No, darling," Lucy said quietly. Impossible to explain, even to Anna, that loneliness was not a matter of solitude but of the spirit and often much greater in company for that very reason.

Loneliness was not a matter of solitude but of the spirit and often much greater in company for that very reason.

Era imposible de explicar, ni siquiera a Anna, que sentirse solo no tenía nada que ver con la soledad, sino con el espíritu, y que por esa misma razón esa sensación se veía agravada a menudo estando en compañía.

admitting the ultimate defeat of the spirit in self-imposed death.

Death was like the thirteenth person in the household, crowding out all other thoughts, making it hard to breathe.