Quotes About Isolation

From childhood's hour I have not beenAs others were—I have not seenAs others saw.

Traveling through space is stupifyingly monotonous.

Mine own people do not care for me, John Carter; I am too unlike them. It is a sad fate, since I must live my life amongst them.

Auf schwarzdunklem Moor oder felswildem Strand Leg' ich mich nieder, wegmüd und krank. Kalt wölbt sich der Himmel von West nach Ost, Weder Mantel noch Decke schützt mich vor Frost. Nur kaltfunkelnde Sterne halten still Wacht – Wer weiß, wo ich ruhn werde in dieser Nacht!«

When I'm all alone it's the best way to be. When I'm by myself nobody else can say goodbye. Everything is temporary anyway. When the streets are wet the colors slip into the sky. But I don't know why that means you and I are that means you and... I quit, I give up. Nothin's good enough for anybody else, it seems.

No matter how famous and established they were or however blessed they were with great songs or long careers, if they lived alone, they lived alone. That's not the way I wanted to live prior to the tour or after.

He was there beside her; yet she was far away from him, alone with her outraged love and her ruined life.

I believe solitude to be not only the unavoidable human condition but also the sensible human preference." ? Edith Pearlman, Binocular Vision: New and Selected Stories, (from "Mates")

His whole future seemed suddenly to be unrolled before him; and passing down its endless emptiness he saw the dwindling figure of a man to whom nothing was ever to happen.

I am for the woods against the world,But are the woods for me?

The landscape conveys an impression of absolute permanence. It is not hostile. It is simply there - untouched, silent and complete. It is very lonely, yet the absence of all human traces gives you the feeling you understand this land and can take your place in it.

But she was not made for any man, and she will never be all mine.

Nobody speaks to me. People fall in love with me, and annoy me and distress me and flatter me and excite me and—and all that sort of thing. But no one speaks to me. I sometimes think that no one can. Can you?

I met the wolf alone and was devoured in peace.

This I do, being mad: Gather baubles about me, Sit in a circle of toys, and all the time Death beating the door in.

We move in darkness, solemn and extreme.

There is no shelter in you anywhere.

Ég er öfgafull mannvera, sagði hann við Húmbert þegar þeir voru kynntir - Þegar greddan fer úr mér hugsa ég aðeins um sjálfsmorð.

Caminó de espaldas hacia la avenida, hacia el lado del río. A los pocos pasos se detuvo, se asustó, y casi se enojó consigo mismo, cuando por encima del rumor de la lluvia y de los autos creyó escuchar un grito que traía su nombre.

A veces considera su soledad una seguridad. Otras, un castigo. Pero es probable que su estado emocional sea, en el fondo, la penitencia.

A veces uno vive una vida idiota. En una de esas, hasta lo sabe. Sabe que es la vida de un idiota. Pero mientras no haya un testigo, alguien que lo vea, alguien que lo diga, puede pasar, puede seguir.

I was walking along a path with two friends – the sun was setting – suddenly the sky turned blood red – I paused, feeling exhausted, and leaned on the fence – there was blood and tongues of fire above the blue-black fjord and the city – my friends walked on, and I stood there trembling with anxiety – and I sensed an infinite scream passing through nature.

I was walking along the road with two friends – the sun was setting – suddenly the sky turned blood red – I paused, feeling exhausted, and leaned on the fence – there was blood and tongues of fire above the blue-black fjord and the city – my friends walked on, and I stood there trembling with anxiety – and I sensed an infinite scream passing through nature.

To die alone, on rock under sun at the brink of the unknown, like a wolf, like a great bird, seems to me very good fortune indeed.