Quotes About Isolation

As Gregor Samsa awoke from unsettling dreams one morning, he found himself transformed in his bed into a monstrous vermin.' This is marvelously funny. Instead of waking up from a nightmare, Gregor wakes up into one. Reality, the only balm for bad dreams, is significantly less reassuring when you wake up hideously disfigured.

We are like abandoned children lost in the woods. When you stand in front of me and look at me, what do you know of the griefs that are in me and what do I know of yours. And if I were to cast myself down before you and weep and tell you, what more would you know about me than you know about Hell when someone tells you it is hot and dreadful? For that reason alone we human beings ought to stand before one another as reverently, as reflectively, as lovingly, as we would before the Gate of Hell.

Incluso ni siquiera tu desconfianza hacia los demás es tan grande como la que yo tengo en mí... (p. 74)

houses which in their totality cough and shiver with fever day and night, where one has to eat meat, where ex-hangmen dislocate one's arms if one resists the injections, and where beard-stroking Jewish doctors, as callous towards Jew as Christian, look on.

Non posso far capire né a te né a nessuno ciò che sento. Come potrei far capire perché sia così? Non riesco a farlo capire nemmeno a me stesso. Ma questa non è neanche la cosa più importante, la cosa più importante è evidente: nella cerchia intorno a me è impossibile vivere umanamente; tu lo vedi, e ancora non ci vuoi credere?

the uh fucking spine quote from metamorphosis

I am free and that's why I am lost

Wie ein Hund! sagte er, es war, als sollte die Scham ihn überleben.

A veces también se tomaba el excesivo trabajo de empujar una butaca hasta la ventana, y, trepando por el alféizar, permanecía de pie en la butaca y apoyado en la ventana, sumido, sin duda, en sus recuerdos, pues antaño le interesaba siempre mirar por la ventana aquella.

In the first two weeks his parents could not bring themselves to visit him

He feels more deserted with a second person than when alone. If he is together with someone, this second person reaches out for him and he is helplessly delivered into his hand. If he is alone, all mankind reaches out for him – but the innumerable outstretched arms become entangled with one another and no one reaches to him.

When I really asked myself a question, I still responded, here there was still something to be wrested from me, from this heap of straw that I have been for five months and whose fate, it seems, is to be set alight in the summer and to burn away before the spectator can blink.

What do I have in common with Jews? I have scarcely anything in common with myself and should stand completely silent in a corner, content that I can breathe.

ein Buch muss die Axt sein für das gefrorene Meer in uns.

Una mañana, al despertar de sus sueños intranquilos, Gregor Samsa se encontró en su cama convertido en un monstruoso bicho.

Your indifference is driving me crazy.

Cînd eÈ™ti cameriste, odat? cu trecerea timpului, ai impresia c? eÈ™ti cu totul pierdut? È™i uitat?, e ca munca în min?, cel puÈ›in aÈ™a e pe coridorul secretarilor, zile întregi nu vezi pe nimeni în afar? de cîÈ›iva petenÈ›i care se furiÈ™eaz? de colo colo, neîndr?znind s? ridice privirea, È™i de celelalte dou?-trei cameriste, la fel de am?rîte de soarta lor.

There was a dull knock at the door. "Come in, come in, all that is outside!" he cried

Nöyryys sitoo meistä jokaisen, jopa yksinäisimmän, epätoivoisimman, vankimmin sitein muihin ihmisiin.

Perhaps the logical conclusion is that we're both married, you in Vienna, I to my fear in Prague.

My condition is not unhappiness, but it's not happiness either, not indifference not weakness, not fatigue, not interest in anything else, so what is it then? The fact that I don't know is probably connected with my inability to write.

Exist? ÅŸi un orgoliu trist,îndrept??it,despre fericirea de a sta de vorb? în neÅŸtire cu oamenii.Cum poate vorb?ria asta s?-i bucure pe alÅ£ii mai mult decât pe mine!Prea târziu probabil,ÅŸi cu ocol straniu,întoarcerea spre oameni.

Gregor wanted to drag himself away, as if he could remove the surprising, the incredible pain by changing his position; but he felt as if nailed to the spot and spread himself out, all his senses in confusion. The last thing he saw was the door

since I was truly a disinherited son, I naturally enough became unsure about what was nearest to me – my own body.