Quotes About Isolation

I'm sick and tired of you people living interstate and overseas from people you want to be with. You're ruining my life! All of you!

And I hear nothing because it's like the volume button has been turned down on our lives and nobody has anything to say anymore." "I want to be an adjective again. But I am a noun.

You shy, Francesca?" Javier asks me later on. I shake my head. "Not really." I'm just sad, I want to say. And I'm lonely.

I separated myself in Prada because I didn't want to have fun. They were all having a lot of fun - Emily Blunt and Stanley Tucci - and they were a little coterie of laughs.

I'm so boring that press kind of leave me alone now. People will believe what they want to believe anyway.

The ideal is to create a completely fragmented atomized society where everybody is totally alone, doing nothing but trying to pursue created wants, and the wants are created.

I make films and do the publicity and interviews, but then I want to get away from it all and be on my own.

The rain is falling ever harder, and all I can hear is the sound of the water. I'm drenched, but I can't move. I don't want to leave, because I don't know where to go

You almost have to force yourself to stay in a vacuum to become different - if you really want to be different.

If I'm going to feel estranged and alienated and away from home I don't want anyone interrupting it to debate which berries to have in their pancakes.

To be an artist at all is like living in Switzerland during a world war. To be an artist in Zurich, in 1917, implies a degree of self-absorption that would have glazed over the eyes of Narcissus.

No-man's land under snow is like the face of the moon: chaotic, crater ridden, uninhabitable, awful, the abode of madness.

So many in our world today are suffering from isolation, war and oppression. So much money is spent on the construction of armaments. Many, many young people are in despair because of the danger.

I am now considered such a monster, that I hesitate to darken with my shadow, the doors of those I love, lest I should bring upon them misfortune.

The mind can weave itself warmly in the cocoon of its own thoughts, and dwell a hermit anywhere.

A man like me troubles himself little about a million men.

Mr. Churchill is proud of Britain's stand alone, after France had fallen and before America entered the War.

The entire world will be in nuclear war, and only the Swiss will be going, 'what's that noise?'

There are strange hells within the minds war made.

If I tap that little bell, I can send you to a place where you will never hear the dogs bark.

Sometime they'll give a war and nobody will come.

Oh to have a lodge in some vast wilderness. Where rumors of oppression and deceit, of unsuccessful and successful wars may never reach me anymore.

Major Major never sees anyone in his office while he's in his office.

The strange white world lay stroked by silence. No birds sang. The garden was no longer there, in this forested land. Nor were the out-buildings nor the old crumbling walls. There lay only a narrow clearing round the house now, hummocked with unbroken snowdrifts, before the trees began, with a narrow path leading away.