Quotes About Isolation

Actually I am, which is part of the problem; we are all alone, trapped in these bodies and our own minds, and whatever company we have in this life is only fleeting and superficial

Everyone goes on with their lives, and maybe I can't keep up. Maybe I don't want to.

I bring it up to let you know that this is the way I feel right now. Like Pluto and Jupiter are aligned with the earth and I'm floating.

It feels a lot like the strain of trying to stay awake when I can feel the darkness sliding under my skin, trying to borrow my body without asking so that my hands become its hands, my legs its legs.

I can barely hear her because I am trapped in my mind and body, shivering and afraid. I suddenly feel like I have face blindness because no one looks familiar or nice, and my eyes are flying all over the gym, searching for help.

I feel a lot of nothing these days. I've cried a few times, but mostly I'm empty, as if whatever makes me feel and hurt and laugh and love has been surgically removed, leaving me hollowed out like a shell.

We are all alone, trapped in these bodies and our own minds, and whatever company we have in this life is only fleeting and superficial.

I should be happy, but instead I feel nothing. I feel a lot of nothing these days. I've cried a few times, but mostly I'm empty, as if whatever makes me feel and hurt and laugh and love has been surgically removed, leaving me hollowed out like a shell.

But I bring it up to let you know that this is the way I feel right now. Like Pluto and Jupiter are aligned with the earth and I'm floating.

But what about the Jews? If even people of our own country did not try to help us when we were put into the ghetto, why would these foreigners want to save us? It is very lonely being Jewish, I think. And confusing.

No one acknowledges the reasons behind my wrath, only that I am angry.

After all, it's one thing to run away when someone's chasing you. It's entirely another to be running all alone.

But now she regarded her sister with curious distance. She'd been so actively excluded from everything important to her she felt suddenly, intensely alone.

A terrible feeling of loneliness besieged her, so strong it was almost like physical pain...

The table and chair legs were like bars of the cage around me. This time they weren't keeping me in, they were keeping her out.

on living and working in Los Angeles] Los Angeles is like a desert. The only thing that exists is the work you do. You have that sense of living a precarious existence.

these drugs, they take away the lows but they can take away the highs too. They can isolate you from the world, you know? Wrap you in cotton wool . . . remove you a little. For people whose pain is unendurable, of course.

Each member of the family shipwrecked on their own island of grief.

Über das sprechen, was Zeit eigentlich ist, kann er wahrscheinlich am besten mit denen, die aus ihr hinausgefallen sind. Oder in sie hineingesperrt, wenn man so will.

Everybody had somebody but me.

And now I just want to not exist.

When something that terrible, that horrible happens to you, you don't want to talk about it with anyone. You want to bury it deep inside you and let it rest in peace. You want to forget it ever happened. You want to stay home from school.

Even paradise can be suffocating

In the whole history of my letters, of my liking boys, not once has a boy liked me back at the same time as I liked him. It was always me alone, longing after a boy, and that was fine, that was safe