Quotes About Isolation

She says nothing to Tony as she goes by, and he says nothing to her. Two people in the same house with zero to give each other.

Hours, days, and years have become voids within voids. I stand alone against the impossible. And the universe sends children. How can I serve you? Would you care for some candy? Perhaps a bedtime story?

Bubda likes to be alone. Other people are a pain. You're other people, Seth. Better than some. Maybe better than most. But no people is best.

His life had become a pathetic parable of alienation, a self-imposed banishment. Being alone made him feel simultaneously liberated and isolated.

And Vin liked solitude. When you're alone, no one can betray you

We were like deaf people trying to dance to a beat we couldn't hear, long after the music actually stopped.

You just want to stop existing," Kaladin said. "You don't want to actually kill yourself, not on most days. But you figure it sure would be convenient if you weren't around anymore.

Lately, I feel like my life is a book written in a language I don't know how to read.

For the men chatting together softly, the change was in being shown sunlight again. In being reminded that the darkness DID pass. But perhaps most important, the change was in not merely knowing that you weren't alone — but in FEELING it. Realizing that no matter how isolated you thought you were, no matter how often your brain told you terrible things, there WERE others who understood.

Please," she whispered, sounding more frantic. "Don't leave me down in these chasms alone." He smiled wryly. "Is it really this hard for you to let me win one single argument?" "Yes!

A man found himself when he was alone. You only had one person to chat with, one person to blame.

We don't want you along," Vin said. "We don't trust you - and we don't like you.

They're afraid of our ability to hear the stars. [...] And to them it makes us alien.

The more alone you are," Waxillium said softly, "the more important it is to have someone you can rely upon.

At each corner, you expect to turn and see the withered, skeletal remains of some poor researcher who got lost in the stacks and never found his way out.

Elend sat still in a room full of men who trusted him, even as they rejected him.

Sometimes I wonder if I'm going mad. Perhaps it is due to the pressure of knowing that I must somehow bear the burden of an entire world. Perhaps it is caused by the death I have seen, the friends I have lost. The friends I have been forced to kill.

Being given it so easily seemed to devalue the years she had spent relishing her brief moments of solitude.

Anonymity. Hiding, even when you're with others. Being quiet, unobtrusive. Forcing yourself to stay apart—emotionally, at least. It's a way of life. A protection.

But perhaps most important, the change was in not merely knowing that you weren't alone—but in feeling it. Realizing that no matter how isolated you thought you were, no matter how often your brain told you terrible things, there were others who understood. It wouldn't fix everything. But it was a start.

He had failed. No, his faith had failed him. Nothing was left to him. It was all. Just. Gone.

You didn't need to do that," Morriumur said to me. "I came into this knowing I would be isolated." "Yeah, well, I rarely let go of someone once I have my teeth in them," I said. "It's the warrior's way." "What a . . . profoundly disturbing metaphor," Morriumur said, settling back down. - Spensa & Morriumur; Starsight; Brandon Sanderson Skyward Series

But…I always felt like I was standing on the other side of a large glass window. I could see the world passing beyond it, could even pretend I was part of it. But that barrier was still there. Separating me from everyone else." He looked away. "That sounds stupid, doesn't it?

La suciedad no tendría que haberse amontonado tan rápidamente, con con tan pocos habitantes, la mayoría de los cuales estaban incapacitados. Era como si Elantris estuviera empeñada en morir, una ciudad suicida».