Quotes About Isolation

My heart is always heavy. No matter where I go, I have no pleasure. I'm hiding. Everything that I do, write and think strikes me as unworthy. And human beings are horrible, ignoble companions. I often think, furthermore, that the only thing worthy of our lofty nature is death.

I am more worried than I seem. I keep working in order not to have time to be by myself. All of this life of mine strikes me as exceedingly sad, aimless. Creativity is an intoxicating alcohol in this base tavern of the world.

I have one and only one wish: to withdraw from the world, to live far away in the countryside in a beautiful house, and to study and work there, all alone. I hope to realize that dream next yeat, when I will be thirty years old and will say goodbye to the world forever.

Having as little to do with human beings as possible - in some weird way, I'm at peace.

Cause your mama's name was lonely, and your daddy's name was pain. And they called you little sorrow, cus you'll never love again. You ain't got no one to hold you. You ain't got no one to care. if you'd only understand it. nobody wants you anywhere.

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

I call my wife and tell her I'm going to sleep at the lab. She reminds me that she left me a week ago. Louis tries to crack me up by pantomiming humping a chimp through the cage.

The beauty of our system is that it isolates everybody. Each person is sitting alone in front of the tube, you know. It's very hard to have ideas or thoughts under those circumstances. You can't fight the world alone.

The trick is not to be isolated?if you're isolated, like Winston Smith in 1984, then sooner or later you're going to break, as he finally broke. That was the point of Orwell's story. In fact, the whole tradition of popular control has been exactly that: to keep people isolated, because if you can keep them isolated enough, you can get them to believe anything. But when people get together, all sorts of things are possible.

The rest of the population ought to be deprived of any form of organization, because organization just causes trouble. People have to be atomized and segregated and alone. They're not supposed to organize, because then they might be something beyond spectators of action.

People have to be atomized and segregated and alone. They're not supposed to organize, because then they might be something beyond spectators of action. They might actually be participants if many people with limited resources could get together to enter the political arena. That's really threatening.

It's very important for institutions of concentrated power to keep people alone and isolated: that way they're ineffective, they can't defend themselves against indoctrination, they can't even figure out what they think.

Try flying any plane with a baby if you want a sense of what it must have been like to be a leper in the fourteenth century, but try the shuttle for the ultimate in shunning. All those men in suits, looking at you as if your baby is going to throw up over their speech drafts; all those men in suits who used to look at me with respect when I pulled out my American Express gold card, now barely able to conceal their contempt for me and my portable Wet Ones.

Try flying any plane with a baby if you want a sense of what it must have been like to be a leper in the fourteenth century.

It's seems that the moment you left town, they put a wall around the place, and you will never manage to vault over it and get back into the city again.

Block everyone on your instant mail.

Better, Cilla thought, to be alone on a quiet night than to be alone in a crowd. Much better.

Even a good place gets to be a rut, especially if you're standing in it alone... Alone and lonely have the same root.

You'd think the man could have called her once, she thought, scowling at her boots. Sent a telegram, a damn smoke signal.

If I were writing a book I'd talk about it all the time, to everyone. People would start to avoid me, so I'd seek out complete strangers and talk about it until they, too, avoided me.

Um homem nunca está mais sozinho do que quando está rodeado pelo passado.

our cabin in the woods in Clare.

She could slip into the storeroom from there for the belated alone.

All the nightmares that had ever plagued a woman alone in the dark loomed in her mind.