Quotes About Isolation

Frances wanted the whole world to die.

She was afraid because in the war they would not include her, and because the world seemed somehow separate from herself.

This was the summer when for a long time she had not been a member. She belonged to no club and was a member of nothing in the world. Frankie had become an unjoined person who hung around in doorways, and she was afraid.

Todos los días eran iguales para ellos, porque estaban tan solos que nada les estorbaba

Even now, missing Earth, he felt sympathy only for those aboard Gypsy, those orphaned, damaged, disaffected, dispossessed, Aspergerish souls whose anger at that great abstraction, The World, was more truly an anger at all those fortunate enough to be unlike them. We were all so young. How can you be so young, and so hungry for, and yet so empty of life?

Or maybe there was no one there at all and you'd gone out so no matter how hard I shouted there was no one there.

Only Gracie knew what it was like to wake up at night and feel how cold sheets can get on the empty side of a bed.

Instead of blue skies and sunshine, there are grey clouds and endless rain that seeps into your bones, your soul.

I always knew this day would come. I just didn't know where, or when. I certainly never imagined it would be in a place like this, on a planet killer the like of which the galaxy has never seen. A million voices cry out as one, washing over me, their pain my own.

DOOKU: The Jedi are supposed to protect the galaxy and yet we remove ourselves from it. Cut ourselves off. KOSTANA: So that our judgement isn't clouded! DOOKU: But what if that's wrong?

She couldn't remember the last time she hugged someone, really hugged someone.

Nice is OK when it's among other things but never when it stands alone

I feel now like I'm living in a goldfish bowl and all I can see and hear from every window in my home is you. You, you, you.

The cold, like the darkness, can become a deceptive comfort you never want to leave.

It was comforting to know she wasn't alone in feeling alone.

The world went on, simple as that, and there was no bubble big enough to protect her.

Sometimes it would be easier to be a human if there weren't other humans.

How can a place be a home if no one wants you there? This is not a home.

she'd learned that the more people there were, the lonelier she felt.

He was too detached from the family to start trying in one evening to check himself into a place where there was currently no vacancy.

She's had no one to share these thoughts with, no one but herself, and she's driving herself crazy.

What has she done, what has she done? She's cut herself off from people she truly needs. Yet despite the fear of what she's done, she knows it's the right thing. The atmosphere in the apartment was toxic. She had to get away from them, and wasn't it him who was slowly cutting himself off from her?

If only they knew how his days were covered in darkness, as if someone had turned off the light switch in his mind; if only they knew how his waking up in the morning was the first disappoint of every day. He was tired, he had nothing left to give, no more ideas to try.

She understood how it felt being surrounded by crowds of people every day, never physically being alone but all the time feeling it.