Quotes About Isolation

but there is genius in their hatred there is enough genius in their hatred to kill you to kill anybody not wanting solitude not understanding solitude they will attempt to destroy anything that differs from their own

now they are celebrating my demise in taverns I no longer frequent.

I know that I have deserted you, the icecubes pile like fool's gold in the pitcher and now they are playing Alex Scriabin which is a little better but not much for me.

There are certainly any number of lonely people without much to do with their nights.

I just sit here and look at my hands. It is one of my better evenings. Yesterday I was very depressed.

Nobody bother us, we bother nobody.

hell is built piece by piece brick by brick around you.

As I began to drink alone I found my company more than satisfactory.

I had read that more people committed suicide on Christmas Eve and on Christmas Day than at any other time. The holiday had little or nothing to do with the Birth of Christ, apparently.

loneliness is something I've never been bothered with because I've always had this terrible itch for solitude.

in fact," I told her, "I am a genius but nobody knows it but me.

The Baron went on doing magic things. Half the notebook was filled with Baron Von Himmlen. It made me feel good to write about the Baron. A man needed somebody. There wasn't anybody around, so you had to make up somebody, make him up to be like a man should be. It wasn't make-believe or cheating. The other way was make-believe and cheating living your life without a man like him around.

It's a lonely time, she sings, and you're not mine and it makes me feel so bad, this thing of being me...

To think, somebody had suicided for that.

I am watching a girl dressed in a light green sweater, blue shorts, long black stockings; there is a necklace of some sort but her breasts are small, poor thing, and she watches her nails as her dirty white dog sniffs the grass in erratic circles; a pigeon is there too, circling, half dead with a tick of a brain and I am upstairs in my underwear, 3 day beard, pouring a beer and waiting for something literary or symphonic to happen;

you realize when you're plucked out of the mainstream that it doesn't need you or anybody else. the birds don't notice you're gone, the flowers don't care, the people out there don't notice, but the IRS, the phone co., the gas and electric co., the DMV, etc., they keep in touch. being very sick and being dead are very much the same in society's eye.

Suicide fails as you get older: There's less and less to kill

two hollow emptinesses looking into each other

Amo i solitari, i diversi, quelli che non incontri mai. Quelli persi, andati, spiritati, fottuti. Quelli con l'anima in fiamme.

Ä°nsanlar?n yan?nda mutlu deÄŸilim, yeterince içersem kayboluyorlar.

Não posso dizer que odeie o mundo dos homens e das mulheres, mas eu sentia um certo nojo que me separava dos artesãos e dos comerciantes, dos mentirosos e dos amantes, e agora, décadas mais tarde, sinto esse mesmo nojo. É claro, essa é apenas a história de um homem ou a visão de um homem da realidade. Se você continuar lendo, talvez a próxima história seja mais alegre. Espero que sim.

Ä°ÅŸler iyice boka sard???nda bir adama kendi ba??na kalabileceÄŸi bir oda, içki ve seyredecek dört duvar verirsen ölüm d???nda her ÅŸeyin üstesinden gelebilir diye düÅŸünüyorum.

News travels fast in places where nothing much ever happens. Ferris

Jei tu esi vienintelis, matantis vaizdinius, tave vadina šventuoju arba pamišeliu.