Quotes About Isolation

I'm so lonely I don't even want to be with myself anymore.

People are lonely. They want company and your book can provide them company and a little bit of hope. And there's nothing wrong with that.

Silence. There are times it's the only thing I want and I wonder how I'll ever go back to the world of noise and distraction.

Now we shall both be alone, and I shall have no way of making you understand.' 'I don't want to make it easier for you,' I said; 'I hope your heart may break; but I do understand.

But we may go further, and affirm most truly, that it is a mere and miserable solitude to want true friends; without which the world is but a wilderness.

Isolation hones the inner voice, the unspoken dialogue between the selves – and surely there are many selves within each of us. Some uglier than others.' There

I have my throne, I have my sword, I have an empire. But I have . . . no-one.

Worse, this vast sense of loss … without the ability to trust – anyone. Without that, what do I see in the life awaiting me? Naught but solitude, and thus, nothing of value.

Peace reigned in silence, inside and out, in isolation and exhaustion.

Isolation hones the inner voice, the unspoken dialogue between the selves

And we're not talking mild snoring, either. Imagine being chained to the floor of a cave, with the tide crashing in, louder, louder, louder—

The sky cares nothing for you, dear one. The stars don't even see you.

They each mourn alone, even when in the same place. Grief is the most solitary of all feelings. Grief isolates, and every ritual, every gesture, every embrace, is a hopeless effort to break through that isolation. None of it works. The forms crumble and dissolve. To face death is to stand alone.

To be alone is to be ill, Warlord, not just spiritually, but physically as well.

Solitude could be an unwelcome place, but even the unwelcome could become habit.

Closing in a noose around her neck, the sound blocked the outside world – its air, its light.

I am done with this world, for I am alone in it. Alone.

He'd forgotten how irritating company could be. Uninvited, unwelcome, persistent reminder of his own weaknesses. And

An unwillingness. I can carry no one else's burden - not even for a moment. We are all pulled inside ourselves now, each alone...

We will ourselves empty to numb us to our cruelty. We stiffen our faces and say we have needs. But to be empty is to have no purchase, nothing to grasp on to, and so in the emptiness we slide and we slide.

For himself, Rallick, such gifts had long since been lost, and he was not the kind of man to stir the ashes. No embers survived, no flame could be born anew. Life belonged to other people, and his only claim to it was his power to take it from them. Nor would he recognise hope if it came to him. Too much a stranger, too long a ghost.

And to weep was to be inside oneself, entirely, an inner place far more unrelenting and unforgiving than anything that could be found outside.

Some people invite awe whether they like it or not. Such people come to be very lonely. Lonely in themselves, Sha'ik

Much as she needed him to play those self-wounding games with her, she needed even more the solitude necessary for complete self-destruction. Isolation was more than a simple defence mechanism; it also served to prepare one for more severe punishments, possibly culminating in suicide. On another level, she would view her desire to drive him off as an act of mercy on her part. But that was a most irritating form of self-pity.