Quotes About Isolation

Solitude is its own kind of madness. Like hope itself.

Even the wide sea and the open sky can be claustrophobic if you never get away from them.

I realise how much time I used to spend with my head in a book, filling the emptiness of my world and letting the pages distract from the darkness in the shadows behind me.

it just seems like men aren't interested in knowing women. Even the decent ones. Everything is lonely after the excitement.

Loneliness does not come from having no people around you, but from being unable to communicate the things that seem important to you.

The highest, most decisive experience is to be alone with one's own self. You must be alone to find out what supports you, when you find that you can not support yourself. Only this experience can give you an indestructible foundation.

The mass State has no intention of promoting mutual understanding and the relationship of man to man; it strives, rather, for atomization, for the psychic isolation of the individual.

The ordinary lunatic is generally a harmless, isolated case; since everyone sees that something is wrong with him, he is quickly taken care of. But the unconscious infections of groups of so-called normal people are more subtle and far more dangerous.

OsamÄ›lost nevzniká tím, že by ?lovÄ›k kolem sebe nemÄ›l lidi, nýbrž spíÅ¡e tím, že jim nem?že sdÄ›lit vÄ›ci, které se mu jeví jako d?ležité, nebo že považuje za platné myÅ¡lenky, které jiní považují za nepravdÄ›podobné.

silence surrounds me almost audibly

Thousands of miles lay between me and Europe, mother of all demons. The demons could not reach me here—there were no telegrams, no telephone calls, no letters, no visitors. My liberated psychic forces poured blissfully back to the primeval expanses.

Lo peor que le puede ocurrir a cualquiera es que se le comprenda por completo.

The danger, as Nietzsche sees, lies in isolation within oneself: Solitude surrounds and encircles him, ever more threatening, ever more constricting, ever more heart-strangling, that terrible goddess and Mater saeva cupidinum,9

Cuando un hombre sabe más que los demás se queda solo. Pero la soledad no surge necesariamente en oposición a la comunidad, puesto que nadie siente más la comunidad que el solitario, y la comunidad florece tan sólo allí donde cada individuo rememora su propia singularidad

A magányosság nem úgy jön létre, hogy senki nincs körülöttünk, hanem sokkal inkább azáltal, hogy senkivel nem lehet megbeszélni olyan dolgokat, amelyeket fontosnak érzünk, vagy hogy az ember érvényesnek tekint olyan gondolatokat, amelyeket a többiek valószín?tlennek tartanak.

At the same time the assimilation guards against the dangerous isolation which everyone feels when confronted by an incomprehensible and irrational aspect of his personality. Isolation leads to panic, and that is only too often the beginning of a psychosis.

No matter how isolated you are and how lonely you feel, if you do your work truly and conscientiously, unknown friends will come and seek you.

I am an orphan, alone; nevertheless I am found everywhere. I am one, but opposed to myself. I am youth and old man at one and the same time. I have known neither father nor mother, because I have had to be fetched out of the deep like a fish, or fell like a white stone from heaven. In woods and mountains I roam, but I am hidden in the innermost soul of man. I am mortal for everyone, yet I am not touched by the cycle of aeons.

But she was still conscious. She had no concept of time or motion, but she could hear the sound of his boots scraping gravel outside the car. And she could feel the sharp prick of a needle through the fabric of her jeans into her inner thigh.

In the darkened cab of his eighteen-speed Model 379 Peterbilt, the Lizard King was alone, quiet and still, the cab perched over 550 horses of steel muscle under the iconic squared-off snout.

In the darkened cab of his eighteen-speed Model 379 Peterbilt, the Lizard King was alone, quiet and still, the cab perched over 550 horses of steel muscle under the iconic squared-off snout. The truck was flat black, stripped of chrome, and as subtle as a fist.

He was an extremely intelligent and perceptive man, and consequently doomed to a life of emotional and intellectual loneliness.

Still, though, when he became the Lizard King he knew his presence made a statement. People shied away from him when they saw him coming. Conversations stopped as he passed by, like there was some kind of malevolent black cloud hanging over his head. And when he stared at others they tended to quickly look away. It used to bother him, but now he took a kind of perverse pride in it. He didn't want to make new friends, anyway. What was the point?

Stops at the end of the road collected Clyde Lidgards like dams collected silt.