Quotes About Isolation

It was as though I had one map inside my head and it led to the man who was waiting for me. Someone who was alone - maybe even more alone - than I was.

He who receives a great many letters demanding answer, sees himself as if engaged in a hopeless struggle of one man against the rest of the world.

Your quest is for darkness only. This sea is not your sea. The myths of men are not your myths. Men's treasures are not yours.

Solitude will be welcomed or endured or avoided, according as a man's personal value is large or small.

It is only when a man is alone that he is really free.

He thanked her and left the house in the mood of a shipwrecked man who has allowed the rescue ship to pass him by.

On being asked what condition of man he considered the most pitiable: A lonesome man on a rainy day who does not know how to read.

A lonely man on a rainy night who cannot read.

A man is an island in the only sense that matters, not an easy way to be. We live in mystery, a cosmos of separate lonely bodies, men, insects, stars. It is all loneliness and men know it best.

I guess part of the hit-man appeal is the solitude. Everybody is lured to the idea of the solitary life.

There ain't much future for a man who works the sea, there ain't no island left for islanders like me.

The sum of a man's problems come from his inability to be alone in a silent room.

Feel like a broke-down engine, ain't got no drivin' wheel. You all been down and lonesome, you know just how a poor man feels.

Finn smiled ruefully. "I'm a Prisoner, old man. Just like you.

…He was always high on drugs. I was not a drug man, but in case I wanted to hide from myself for a few days, I knew I could get anything I wanted from him.

In great cities men are more callous both to the happiness and the misery of others, than in the country; for they are constantly in the habit of seeing both extremes.

There is, indeed, no wild beast more to be dreaded than a communicative man having nothing to communicate.

I fear you may become a lonely man, even in the company of others.

The desert surrounds your every step and you walk forever a thirsty man.

Creedless shells of men tottering down the causeways like migrants in a feverland.

Where in this pukehole can a man get a drink? he said

Nothing again. No one is listening. No one is waiting to hear the kicking of a man above. It is unexpected. You have no ears for someone like me.

A man like me should carry his burdens alone. If he doesn't people get hurt

New York rose out of the water like a great wave that found it impossible to return again and so remained there in horror, peering out of the million windows man had caged it with.