Quotes About Isolation

you need people around you, things going on, otherwise life is like some film where the money ran out, and there are no sets, or locations, or supporting actors, and it's just one bloke on his own staring into a camera with nothing to do and nobody to speak to, and who'd believe this character then?

But something was going to give. He was having a shit time at school and a shit time at home, and as home and school was all there was to it, just about, that meant he was having a shit time all the time, apart from when he was asleep.

he's worried about how his life is turning out, and he's lonely, and lonely people are the bitterest of them all.

back in gear, she closed the door on him. She leaned against it, felt the heat drain from her cheek into the cold wood. And then the dog was there with her in the narrow hallway. She smelled the meat on

It made him different, and because he was different he felt uncomfortable, and because he felt uncomfortable he could feel himself floating away for everyone and everything.

Berdua saja tidaklah cukup, itu adalah masalahnya. Ia selalu berpikir bahwa dua adalah angka yang tepat, dan ia benci untuk hidup dalam keluarga berjumlah tiga, empat, atau lima. Tapi, sekarang ia bisa melihat alasan dibalik hal itu: Jika seseorang menghilang, maka kau tidak akan tinggal sendiri.

Anyone who thinks text messages are funny isn't going to kill himself. There isn't enough going on internally.

It was strange, however, failing to belong even at a party full of outsiders.

Quando sei infelice, secondo me, tutto nel mondo - leggere, mangiare, dormire - ha chiuso dentro qualcosa, da qualche parte, che serve a renderti ancora più infelice

Only people of a certain disposition are frightened of being alone for the rest of their lives at twenty-six; we were of that disposition

If, during his engagement to Edith, someone had tried to explain how lonely marriage could be, he wouldn't have believed it.

You could shut life out. If you didn't answer the door to it, how was it going to get in?

Forse le cose stanno così per tutti: semplicemente tu sei più debole, oppure meno fortunato, o hai visto qualcosa che tutti loro non hanno notato. Hai visto quanto è lunga la strada che ti aspetta, spazzata dal vento o bruciata dal sole cocente o ricoperta di neve, polvere o bitume, ammantata di tenebre o luminosa e chiara da farti chiudere gli occhi: comunque, in ogni caso, è spaventosamente vuota.

Do you really feel that out of place, that lonely? Because I feel that lonely, too. Sometimes I feel like I'm just watching my daily life play out on a giant projection screen, while I'm living my real life in my head, or something. I don't know. If I was in a room with a thousand people, I'd still feel alone.

She pressed her fingertips to the cold glass. Outside the night was beautiful but frozen. The trees were still as statues. Above the trees swung a little star, glittering in the deep dark of the night, sometimes obscured by the scurrying cloud, sometimes shining bright, growing in strength.

I left the library. Crossing the street, I was hit head-on by a brutal loneliness. I felt dark and hollow. Abandoned, unnoticed, forgotten, I stood on the sidewalk, a nothing, a gatherer of dust. People hurried past me. and everyone who walked by was happier than I. I felt the old envy. I would have given anything to be one of them.

He spoke of human solitude, about the intrinsic loneliness of a sophisticated mind, one that is capable of reason and poetry but which grasps at straws when it comes to understanding another, a mind aware of the impossibility of absolute understanding. The difficulty of having a mind that understands that it will always be misunderstood.

There are times when the kindness of strangers only makes things worse because one realizes how badly one is in need of kindness and that the only source is a stranger.

Aside from myself, there was no sign of me.

He died alone because he was too embarrassed to phone anyone.

Empty teacups gathered around her and dictionary pages fell at her feet.

You're lost in your own world, in the things that happen there, and you've locked all the doors. Sometimes I look at you sleeping. I wake up and look at you and I feel closer to you when you're like that, unguarded, than when you're awake. When you're awake you're like someone with her eyes closed, watching a movie on the inside of your eyelids. I can't reach you anymore. Once upon a time I could, but not now, and not for a long time.

But loneliness, true loneliness, is impossible to accustom oneself to, and while I was still young I thought of my situation as somehow temporary, and did not stop hoping and imagining that I would meet someone and fall in love...Yes, there was a time before I closed myself off to others.

He wondered if what he had taken for the richness of silence was really the poverty of never being heard.