Quotes About Isolation

The soma tablets within reach of her hand -- there she remained, and yet wasn't there at all, was all the time away, infinitely far away, on holiday.

Jer u obi?nom, svagdašnjem svijetu ljudskih odnopsa bio je neobi?no nalik na stranca. Nelagodno se osje?ao me?u ljudima i bilo mu je teško ili ?ak nemogu?e zapodjenuti razgovor bilo s kime osim s onim koji je govorio njemu vlastitim, intelektualnim jezikom ideja. U emocionalnom je pogledu bio stranac.

I'm going to be sent to Iceland.

Ale lidé te? nikdy nejsou sami," pravil Mustafa Mond. U?íme je nenávidÄ›t samotu. UspoÃ…â"¢ádali jsme jim život tak, že samota je pro nÄ› tém?? nemožná.

Did he? Jenny lowered her voice. Shall I tell you what I think of that man? I think he's slightly sinister. Having made this pronouncement, she entered the ivory tower of her deafness and closed the door. Denis could not induce her to say anything more, could not induce her even to listen. She just smiled at him, smiled and occasionally nodded.

El exceso mental puede producir, para sus fines, la ceguera y sordera voluntarias de una deliberada soledad, la impotencia artificial del ascetismo.

In nature, as in work of art, the isolation of an object tends to invest it with absoluteness, to endow it with that more-than-symbolic meaning which is identical with being.

Las burlas le hacían sentirse como un forastero; y, sintiéndose como un forastero, se comportaba como tal.

For Pamela, dinner in solitude, especially the public solitude of hotels, was a punishment. Companionlessness and compulsory silence depressed her. Besides, she never felt quite eye-proof; she could never escape from the obsession that every one was looking at her, judging, criticizing.

I thought we'd be more . . . More together here -- with nothing but the sea and the moon. More together than in that crowd, or even in my room. Don't you understand that?

in the psychological equivalent of Australia.

We live together, we act on, and react to, one another; but always and in all circumstances we are by ourselves.

La visión de aquel rostro transfigurado era a la vez una acusación y un irónico recordatorio de su propio aislamiento. Bernard se sentía ahora tan desdichadamente aislado como cuando había empezado el Servicio; más aislado a causa de su vaciedad no llenada, de su saciedad mortal. Separado y fuera de la armonía, en tanto que los otros se fundían en el Ser Más Grande.

La oscuridad se hizo más densa a nuestro alrededor y, de pronto, lo árboles se cerraron sobre nosotros y nos vimos sumergidos en la doble noche del bosque.

they were forced to feel strongly. And feeling strongly (and strongly, what was more, in solitude, in hopelessly individual isolation), how could they be stable? "Of

I thought I would stand myself a little dinner. I hadn't quite enough sense to know that what I really wanted was human companions. There aren't such things. Every man is eternally alone. But when you get mixed up with a fairly decent crowd, you forget that appalling fact for long enough to give your brain time to recover from the acute symptoms of its disease - that of thinking.

I hadn't quite enough sense to know that what I really wanted was human companions. There aren't such things. Every man is eternally alone. But when you get mixed up with a fairly decent crowd, you forget that appalling fact for long enough to give your brain time to recover from the acute symptoms of its disease -that of thinking.

The Victrola, the Movies, a lecture: such are the three American alternatives to Silence, Scandal and Squabble. Or else, get drunk. America knows no other devices to enable its inhabitants to endure either their own company or that of their fellow-creatures.

Ahora ya sé que mi soledad va a ser más difícil, y mis geranios más pobres y mi frío más frío. Pero son mi única verdad, y no quiero volver a soñar nunca por no tener que despertar otra vez.

Además, Ti Noel nunca estaba solo aunque estuviese solo. Desde hacía mucho tiempo había adquirido el arte de conversar con las sillas, las ollas, o bien con una vaca, una guitarra, o con su propia sombra.

Prison, the supreme trap . . . where a language without words finally reveals to him the expiatory meaning of these last days.

I spotted a can in the corner whose red label read SADNESS. Was there so much of it they could can it and sell it? A bolt of pain went through my intestines before I realized that it was not SADNESS but SARDINES.

I am old, and solitary as well, and you can't think how long the nights are to us old folk.

I once knew a man who built a railway all for himself.