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Quotes About Isolation

On the beach, Roran stood alone, watching them go. Then he threw back his head and uttered a long, aching cry, and the night echoed with the sound of his loss.
~ Christopher Paolini
when air, food, and shelter are assured, only two things matter. Work and companionship. To be alone and without purpose is to be the living dead.
~ Christopher Paolini
Jeder stirbt für sich allein, Eragon. Ob man nun König ist oder Bettler - niemand kann einen in die große Leere begleiten.
~ Christopher Paolini
stripped me of reason, which is a living death.
~ Christopher Paolini
A month in quarantine would wear on anyone.
~ Christopher Paolini
As Roran watched, the man's arms, neck, and chest shriveled, and his bones appeared in sharp relief-from the bowlike curve of his collarbones to the hollow saddle of his hips, where his stomach hung like an empty waterskin. His lips puckered and drew back farther than they were intended to over his yellow teeth, baring them in a grisly snarl, while his eyeballs deflated as if they were engorged ticks being squished empty of blood, and the surrounding flesh sank inward.
~ Christopher Paolini
Una vez tuve alguien a quien hablar, a alguien que entendía lo que yo era
~ Christopher Paolini
The universe is spinning apart: a pinwheel driven to the point of failure. Darkness and emptiness, and what matters still?
~ Christopher Paolini
The floor went completely black when Mr. Amos pulled the door shut. I couldn't see it now, but I'd rememorized the exact shape the stain was in. The padlock snapped shut with the loudest click I'd ever heard.
~ Christopher Paul Curtis
The desert surrounds your every step and you walk forever a thirsty man.
~ Christopher Pike
Alone in my room, I don't feel alone. It's as if I have two shadows instead of one, and this second shadow doesn't conform to my movements. It follows me, it gives the impression it will never leave me, but it does what it wants. I worry that in time I will do what it wants.
~ Christopher Pike
dançava para si mesmo, um homem nu entre cegos...
~ Christopher Rice
Much of the engineering of computers takes place in silence, while engineers pace in hallways or sit alone and gaze at blank pages.
~ Tracy Kidder
We eventually come to a one-story house that looks as though it's on its way to becoming one with the forest surrounding it. Seriously? Mom looks at me with a glance that says so much. Be quiet, for one thing. Get out, for another. Mind your manners is surely in there. And last but not least, This is freaking crazy.
~ Travis Thrasher
Nicholai bir y?l boyunca olup bitenin fark?na varmad?. Günlük yaÅŸam? bir sürü küçük olaylarla noktalan?p ölçülüyor, cezaevi d???ndaki yaÅŸamla da hiçbir ilgisi kalmam?? bulunuyordu. Hiçbir zaman can? s?k?lmam??t?. Fizik kurallar?na ters görünen bir ilke vard? çünkü. Zaman ancak, içi boÅŸ olduÄŸu zaman a??rd?.
~ Trevanian
No solo mantengo conversaciones conmigo misma, sino que me niego a hablar conmigo. Deben de ser los primeros síntomas de la locura.
~ Trudi Canavan
Who is this that cometh from Edom? He has trodden the wine-press alone.
~ TS Eliot
La desesperada soledad de las paralelas que no se encuentran jamás
~ Umberto Eco
Privado de vuestra mirada soy ciego pues no me veis, mudo pues no me hablàis, desmemoriado pues de mì no acordàis
~ Umberto Eco
Not that he felt any particular love for himself, but his dislike of others induced him to make the best of his own company.
~ Umberto Eco
You must consider that the librarian (if not overworked or neurotic) is happy when he can demonstrate two things: the quality of his memory and erudition and the richness of his library, especially if it is small. The more isolated and disregarded the library, the more the librarian is consumed with sorrow for its underestimation. A person who asks for help makes the librarian happy.
~ Umberto Eco
Alamut could be reached only astride eagles.
~ Umberto Eco
The advantage of a big city, move on a few meters and you find solitude again.
~ Umberto Eco
If a shepherd errs, he must be isolated from other shepherds, but woe unto us if the sheep begin to distrust shepherds.
~ Umberto Eco