Quotes About Isolation

Lonely children often have imaginary playmates but I was never lonely; rather, I was solitary, and wanted no company at all other than books and movies, and my own imagination.

I don't know what she is now. A stranger, mostly. It's as if she has become a part of a different world, one that doesn't include me anymore....

Life moves on but i want to live alone.

Talent is a burden not a joy. I am not of this planet. I do not come from you. I am not like you.

To sit in solitude, to think in solitude with only the music of the stream and the cedar to break the flow of silence, there lies the value of wilderness.

I need people to call me, I never remember to call anyone - otherwise I'll just sit in my house and listen to music all day.

You're gonna catch a cold from the ice inside your soul

I'll read my books and I'll drink coffee and I'll listen to music, and I'll bolt the door.

I lose myself in music because I can't be bothered explaining what I feel to anyone else around me.

I love the way music inside a car makes you feel invisible; if you plan the stereo at max volume, it's almost like the other people can't see into your vehicle. It tints your windows, somehow.

Solitude, though it may be silent as light, is like light, the mightiest of agencies; for solitude is essential to man. All men come into this world alone and leave it alone.

The truth is, that I feel alone most of the time. I stopped believing in happiness, but I know that music makes me feel good.

I like to go into a little shell and be a hermit and make music for a while.

My guaranteed way of sending myself into deep depression is to read music trade papers and watch MTV.

He is a lyric poet . . . aloof from the swirling currents in which many of his colleagues are immersed.

I'm a provincial. I live very much like a hermit: reading, listening to music, working in the cutting room, writing, commercial work - which doesn't take up that much time.

I'm glowing in the dark with my studio tan. I've been in a cave of music for months and months and months.

You'd think I'd have been happiest in my life playing music in front of 50,000 people at Gillette Stadium. But let me tell you, it's an odd feeling to feel alone in the spotlight.

All the lonely people, where do they all come from?

It's hard for me to think of others because I'm not particularly in sympathy with the music of this century.

Hell is a half-filled auditorium.

Can you squeeze me into an empty page of your diary and psychologically save me?

A bird, music and food -desert island items

Away, away, from men and towns, To the wild wood and the downs — To the silent wilderness Where the soul need not repress Its music lest it should not find An echo in another's mind.