Quotes About Isolation

People only make us lonelier by reminding us of God.

The lights drifted farther away the faster he ran and his feet moved numbly as if they carried him nowhere. The tide of darkness seemed to sweep him back to her, postponing from moment to moment his entry into the world of guilt and sorr.

Writing this, he had reached the pit of despair and he thought that reading it, she would at least begin to sense his tragedy and her part in it. It was not that she had ever forced her way on him. That had never been necessary. Her way had simply been the air he breathed and when at last he had found other air, he couldn't survive in it. He felt that even if she didn't understand at once, the letter would leave her with an enduring chill and perhaps in time lead her to see herself as she was.

The old woman's three mountains were black against the dark blue sky and were visited off and on by various planets and by the moon after it had left the chickens.

Listen here, Mr. Shiftlet, she said, sliding forward in her chair, you'd be getting a permanent house and a deep well and the most innocent girl in the world. You don't need no money. Lemme tell you something: there ain't any place in the world for a poor disabled friendless drifting man.

Wait here, wait here! he cried and jumped up and began to run for help toward a cluster of lights he saw in the distance ahead of him. Help, help! he shouted, but his voice was thin, scarcely a thread of sound. The lights drifted farther away the faster he ran and his feet moved numbly as if they carried him nowhere. The tide of darkness seemed to sweep him back to her, postponing from moment to moment his entry into the world of guilt and sorrow.

Hazel Motes sat at a forward angel on the green plush train seat, looking one minute at the window as if he might want to jump out of it, and the next down the aisle at the other end of the car.

All day Joy sat on her neck in a deep chair, reading. Sometimes she went for walks but she didn't like dogs or cats or birds or flowers or nature or nice young men. She looked at nice young men as if she could smell their stupidity.

She would have been a good woman if there had been somebody to shoot her every day of her life.

Usually by the time she had fallen asleep all the classes of people were moiling and roiling around in her head, and she would dream they were all crammed in together in a box car, being ridden off to be put in a gas oven.

Lemme tell you something: there ain't any place in the world for a poor disabled friendless drifting man." The ugly words settled in Mr. Shiftlet's head like a group of buzzards in the top of a tree. He didn't answer at once. He rolled himself

Habría sido una buena mujer -dijo el Desequilibrado- si hubiese tenío a alguien cerca que le disparara cada minuto de su vida.

je suis doué d'une sensibilité absurde, ce qui érafle les autres me déchire.

Çok geçmeden ba??ms?zl???n yeni tad?, yaln?zl??? daha çekilir bir duruma getirdi.

el aburrimiento, araña silenciosa, tejía su tela en la sombra de todos los rincones de su corazón

Looking back I didn't even know I was depressed, I was just so used to feeling that way and thought that was what life was. I tried telling my family and friends but they just blow you off and say: 'Yeh right.' They don't know what it is, so they just don't want to be around that.

A lot of my life has been lonely. Fantastic, but lonely.

Everything else outside me seems far, far away.

I wanted to be as far away from everybody as I could be. I found it difficult to be close to anybody, not just the guys in the band.

I never want to feel too far away from people. I think that's when you get in trouble.

I'm from a very, very rural place. There's really nobody out there, just roads and farms.

I was a little bit of a loner, but fascinated with emotions that people feel.

It's fascinating to be in a place where no one has ever heard of me.

Staten Island is set off completely by itself in its own world, and that's one of the fascinating things about it, dramatically.