Quotes About Isolation

Come down and have a glass of brandy-and-water, and leave the people alone for the present. The people can take care of themselves a great deal better than we can take care of them.

Lucy found that nothing would occur to her at that moment worthy of being spoken. There she sat, still and motionless, afraid to take up a book, and thinking in her heart how much happier she would have been at home at the parsonage. She was not made for society; she felt sure of that;

No one, probably, ever felt himself to be more alone in the world than our old friend,* the Duke of Omnium, when the Duchess died.

But now what chance had she? At seventeen, Claire saw life stretching endlessly before her, arid and hopeless. As

I myself spent nine years in an insane asylum and I never had the obsession of suicide, but I know that each conversation with a psychiatrist, every morning at the time of his visit, made me want to hang myself, realizing that I would not be able to cut his throat! --- ANTONIN ARTAUD

A thing named is a dead thing, and it's dead because it is set apart…

I myself spent nine years in an insane asylum and I never had the obsession of suicide, but I know that each conversation with a psychiatrist, every morning at the time of his visit, made me want to hang myself, realizing that I would not be able to cut his throat.

To confront the metaphysics I have created for myself, in accordance with the void I carry within me.

The man who is too isolated grows timid, abstracted, a little odd: He stumbles along amid realities like a sailor who has just come off his ship; he has lost the sense of the human lot; he seems to look on you as if you were a proposition to be inserted in a syllogism, or an example to be put down in a notebook.

Le persone sono lontane quando ci stanno accanto, figurarsi quando sono lontane davvero.

Always we live on islands of one kind or another

Inevitably, a story about Soviet food is a chronicle of longing, of unrequited desire. So what happens when some of your most intense culinary memories involve foods you hadn't actually tasted? Memories of imaginings, of received histories; feverish collective yearning produced by seventy years of geopolitical isolation and scarcity...

When I was young. When I had no idea that all over the city, all over the world, there were people walking around sealed in their own universes of loss, independent solar systems of suffering closed off from the regular world, where things make sense and language is all you need to tell the truth.

He is his own best friend and takes delight in privacy whereas the man of no virtue or ability is his own worst enemy and is afraid of solitude.

He who hath many friends hath none.

The man who is isolated, who is unable to share in the benefits of political association, or has no need to share because he is already self-sufficient, is no part of the polis, and must therefore be either a beast or a god.

He who has many friends has no friends.

Anyone who has no need of anybody but himself is either a beast or a God.

The proof that the state is a creation of nature and prior to the individual is that the individual, when isolated, is not self-sufficing; and therefore he is like a part in relation to the whole.

Man, if perfected is the best of all animals but when isolated he is the worst of all

But he who is unable to live in society, or who has no need because he is sufficient for himself, must be either a beast or a god.

He who is unable to live in society, or who has no need because he is sufficient for himself, must be either a beast or a god.

If I had my way...We would lock ourselves away from that madness out there...

What are you into, anyway?" "Solitude.