Quotes About Isolation

Ninety-eight percent of American homes have TV sets, which means the people in the other 2% have to generate their own sex and violence.

developers should be able to understand and update the code of a service without knowing anything about the internals of its peer services. Services

a system where small teams of engineers are able to work productively and independently of each other, with components painstakingly and splendidly isolated from each other, instead of being complected into a giant, ugly, knotty mess.

In a very real sense, we are all aliens on a strange planet. We spend most of our lives reaching out and trying to communicate. If during our whole lifetime, we could reach out and really communicate with just two people, we are indeed very fortunate.

then I took out a notepad and wrote my first poem. Across three thousand miles of sea and through strange England's smiling, and into a wee Scots Highland town there is a lad who's crying. Oh fool the world, he could, he could, a man at twenty years . . . but all alone in that Highland town there is a boy in tears.

Across three thousand miles of sea and through strange England's smiling, and into a wee Scots Highland town there is a lad who's crying. Oh fool the world, he could, he could, a man at twenty years . . . but all alone in that Highland town there is a boy in tears.

We choose--or choose not--to be alone when we decide whom we will accept as our fellows, and whom we will reject. Thus an eremite in a mountain is in company, because the birds and coneys, the initiates whose words live in his 'forest books,' and the winds--the messengers of the Increate--are his companions. Another man, living in the midst of millions, may be alone, because there are none but enemies and victims around him.

Why don't you call her?" "She doesn't answer," Chase said. "She may be somewhere that there's no cell phone service or she may have her phone turned off." He'd be embarrassed to say how many times he'd tried. That's what guilt—in other words, meddling—did to a man.

You get to Alcatraz by being the worst of the worst. Unless you're me. I came here because my mother said I had to.

A restaurant on the moon could not have had less atmosphere.

Forget about being world famous, it's hard enough just getting the automatic doors at the supermarket to acknowledge your existence.

Much of Australia's history had been shaped by the contradiction that it depended intimately and comprehensively on a country which was further away that almost any other in the world. Now the dependence had slackened, the distance had diminished. The Antipodes were drifting, though where they were drifting no one knew.

For ages the Aborigines had relied heavily on isolation. It was their asset and their liability, and gave them long-term control of the continent. But if their isolation were to end, as it ultimately had to end with a shrinking world, their whole way of life could be fractured. Even the arrival of a few thousand permanent settlers, whether from Europe or Asia, would be like the first tremors of an earthquake.

During the 1930s, Ho remembered, his was "a voice crying in the wilderness." But through it all, one friend recalled, he remained "taut and quivering…with only one thought, his country, Vietnam.

WE APPARENTLY stand quite alone," Ho told a Western reporter in Hanoi that fall. No nation, not even the Soviet Union, was willing to recognize his government. Even the French Communist Party he had helped to found refused to support Indochinese independence. "We shall have to depend on ourselves.

Under certain circumstances, one nowhere feels as lonely and lost as in the metropolitan crowd.

Vom Schatten eines Hauchs geboren Wir wandeln in Verlassenheit Und sind im Ewigen verloren, Gleich Opfern unwissend, wozu sie geweiht.

Our silence is a black cavern.

Only one man ever understood me, and he didn't understand me.

I rolled over and faced the cracked green wall. I regretted that simple action immediately; it had felt like a slow-motion film with every other frame missing.

It was sad and lonely to be left. You'd go to church and stand there for some time. The school had a chapel. The maser would be there with maybe two or three other students. You had to kill time before dinner. I would go to the reception hall and play the piano. There was no one there, total emptiness.

The group most likely to see themselves as lonely, stressed out, and concerned about the future is the unmarried, whether divorced or never headed to the altar.

You know the kind of place: dirt roads, dirt yards, dirt gardens. Frustration and anger and sadness turned inward to become poverty.

One can never know for sure what a deserted area looks like.