Quotes About Isolation

It is becoming a bad dream-- in the daytime as well as at night. I see him nearly all the time and can't get at him, I mustn't show anything, must remain gay while I'm really in despair.

Ordinary people don't know how much books can mean to someone who's cooped up.

Leave me alone, let me have at least one night when I don't cry myself to sleep with eyes burning and my head pounding. Let me get away, away from everything, away from this world!

I have an intense need to be alone. Father has noticed I'm not my usual self, but I can't tell him what's bothering me. All I want to do is scream 'let me be, leave me alone!

I live in a crazy time.

I'll spare you the rest of our conversations. I'm very calm and take no notice of all the fuss. I've reached the point where I hardly ccare whether I live or die. The world will keep on turning without me, and I can't do anything to change events anyway. I'll just let matters take their course and concentrate on studying and hope that everything will be all right in the end.

It is the silence that frightens me so in the evenings and at night...I can't tell you how oppressive it is never to be able to go outdoors, also I am very afraid that we will be discovered and be shot.

But it's the same with all my friends, just fun and joking, nothing more. I can never bring myself to talk of anything outside the common round.

I've drawn myself apart from them all; I am my own skipper and later on I shall see where I come to land

Of course, we can't ever look out the window or go outside. And we have to be quiet so the people downstairs can't hear us.

I can't help telling you that I've begin to feel deserted.

Harsh words and shouts are constantly being flung at my head, though I'm absolutely not used to it.

It's hard to tell the truth, and yet the truth is that she's the one who's rejected me.

C?ci în mod fundamental tinereÈ›ea este mai solitar? decât b?trâneÈ›ea.

I wonder if it's because I haven't been able to poke my nose outdoors for so long that I've grown so crazy about everything to do with Nature?

Normal insanlar bilemezler kilit alt?nda yaÅŸayan için kitaplar?n ne anlama geldiÄŸini.

I have an intense need to be alone.

I was suffocating even before we left the house, but no one bothered to ask me how I felt.

Whenever someone comes in from outside, with the wind in their clothes and the cold on their cheeks, I feel like burying my head under the blankets to keep from thinking, "When will we be allowed to breathe fresh air again?

When will we be allowed to breathe fresh air again?

It's obvious that I'm a stranger to her; she doesn't even know what I think about the most ordinary things.

times like these, Father, Mother and Margot don't matter to me in the least. I wander from room to room, climb up and down the stairs and feel like a songbird whose wings have been ripped off and who keeps hurling itself against the bars of its dark cage. 'Let me out, where there's fresh air and laughter!' a voice within me cries. I don't even bother to reply any more, but lie down on the divan.

No one understands me! This phrase is part of me, and as unlikely as it may seem, there's a kernel of truth in it. Sometimes I'm so deeply buried under self-reproaches that I long for a word of comfort to help me dig myself out again. If only I had someone who took my feelings seriously. Alas, I haven't' yet found that person, so the search must go on.

Extraordinary things can happen to people who go into hiding. Just imagine, as there is no bath, we use a washtub and because