Quotes About Isolation

The Chop Shop is soundproof. Somehow he knew it would be.

Greyson Tolliver locked himself in his apartment, opened the windows to let in the cold, then crawled into his bed beneath heavy covers. It was what he had done when he was younger and the world got the better of him. He could disappear beneath the billowing comforter that protected him from the coldness of the world.

He began to feel like a ghost in his own life, existing in a forced blind spot of the world.

Lief shook his head. "No grown-ups here. Only kids. Kids and monsters." "Monsters!" said Nick. "That's great. That's wonderful. I'm so glad I asked.

Yeah! Someone says they freaked out and ate each other—you know, like the Donner party.

For I desire the dark, the naked, and the lone.

La soledad es el estado propio del genio y del elegido.

Multitude, solitude: identical terms, and interchangeable by the active and fertile poet. The man who is unable to people his solitude is equally unable to be alone in a bustling crowd.

Prisoned in glass beneath my seals of red.

Solo por fin! Ya no se oye más que el rodar de algunos coches rezagados y derrengados. Por unas horas hemos de poseer el silencio, si no el reposo. ¡Por fin desapareció la tiranía del rostro humano, y ya sólo por mí sufriré! ¡Por fin! Ya se me consiente descansar en un baño de tinieblas. Lo primero, doble vuelta al cerrojo. Me parece que esta vuelta de llave ha de aumentar mi soledad y fortalecer las barricadas que me separan actualmente del mundo.

And the least stupid, fleeing the herd where fate has penned them fast, take refuge in the wards of opium, so much for what is news around the world.

Une oasis d'horreur dans un désert d'ennui !

Quando ho riaperto gli occhi pieni di fuoco,ho visto l'orrore del buco in cui vivo e,rientrato in me stesso, ho sentito il pungolo delle preoccupazioni; l'orologio a pendolo dai funebri accenti crudelmente suonava mezzogiorno, e il cielo riversava oscurità sul tristte mondo intirizzito

Naista ei ole olemassa. Likainen valkovuodon löyhkä. Ja koska hän ei ole tottunut hellyyteen, hän ei osaa miellyttää. Sitä hän ei tee koskaan.

Quien solo bebe agua, oculta algún secreto a quienes le rodean.

Quiénes son los infortunados a quien la tarde no calma, y toman, como los búhos, la llegada de la noche por señal de aquelarre?

Quem não sabe povoar sua solidão, também não saberá ficar sozinho em meio a uma multidão.

La desgracia grande de no poder estar solo!...» -dice en algún lado La Bruyère, como para avergonzar a todos los que corren a olvidarse entre la muchedumbre, temerosos, sin duda, de no poder soportarse a sí mismos.

Solidão, silêncio, incomparável castidade do azul! Pequena vela a tremular no horizonte, cuja fraqueza e isolamento imitam a minha irremediável existência. Melodia monótona das ondas".

Pain is strange. A cat killing a bird, a car accident, a fire.... Pain arrives, BANG, and there it is, it sits on you. It's real. And to anybody watching, you look foolish. Like you've suddenly become an idiot. There's no cure for it unless you know somebody who understands how you feel, and knows how to help.

Baby, I said, I'm a genius but nobody knows it but me.

my beerdrunk soul is sadder than all the dead christmas trees of the world.

I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again.

I often carry things to read so that I will not have to look at the people.