Quotes About Isolation

What were words, when all I'd had were mountains for company?

The worst thing about being famous is the invasion of your privacy.

Silence, too, can be torture.

Have you ever felt kind of..." She paused. "Detached from the world? As if you didn't fit in, and you weren't interested in what everyone else was interested in? As if you belonged in a whole different world?" "Everyone feels that way sometimes," I said. "But you eat chocolate until the endorphins kick in, and the crazy thoughts go away." I grinned at her.

He left school without even sending you a text message saying 'I hope you enjoy the beautiful scenery on your trip through Dumpslandia.

Life is so impermanent that it's not about somebody else or things around me, it's about knowing you are completely alone in this world and being content inside.

The idea is to make the space around you into a zone where nothing mortal can survive.

You remember the old parable about the holy prophet who got thrown into the lions' den. I felt like a lone lion in a den of prophets.

The Cataboeans are all right. They believe some truly weird stuff. They believe that they're the only people on earth, and all the other anthropoid entities they meet are the spirits of the dead.

For ten days, all I'd had to wash in was the piss-pot, and the nearest water was the pump, five flights of narrow, winding steps down, and loneliness had been the least of my problems, if you count tiny things that bite as company. I'm not the most fastidious of men, but I don't like it when I turn into the sort of creature I'd cross the street to avoid.

The both of them behaving like they're the only people in the world who have bodies.

Being free always involves being lonely.

The suffering of being imprisoned rests in the fact that it is impossible, at any time, to escape from oneself.

Hij wilde er met iemand over praten, maar hij durfde zijn mond nergens te openen, was bang dat het geluk uit zijn handen zou vallen.

Here I sit between my brother the mountain and my sister the sea. We three are one in loneliness, and the love that binds us together is deep and strong and strange.

Solitude has soft, silky hands, but with strong fingers it grasps the heart and makes it ache with sorrow.

the United States exploded a 10.4-megaton thermonuclear bomb in the Pacific, vaporizing the island of Elugelab. A clearly depressed Conant told a Newsweek reporter, "I no longer have any connection with the atomic bomb. I have no sense of accomplishment.

house at Otowi Bridge.

My feeling about myself," Oppenheimer later said of this period in his life, "was always one of extreme discontent. I had very little sensitiveness to human beings, very little humility before the realities of this world.

I need physics more than friends," he confessed to Frank in the autumn of 1929.

If an individual is completely isolated, but most important, completely visible, says Foucault, then power functions automatically. "[T]he surveillance is permanent in its effects, even if it is discontinuous in its action; [ . . .] the perfection of power should tend to render its actual exercise unnecessary.

Humble is such a lonely word.

In order to find God, we do not have to leave the world, to isolate ourselves from our fellow humans, and to plunge into some kind of mystical void. On the contrary, Christ is looking at us through the eyes of all those whom we meet. Once we recognize his universal presence, all our acts of practical service to others become acts of prayer.

Darkness, real darkness, was more than just a lack of light.