Quotes About Isolation

Here at St. Anthony's, they have to close the curtains before it gets dark, since if a resident sees themself reflected in a window they'll think somebody's peeping in at them. It's called "sun-downing." When all the old folks get crazy at sunset.

Leggere non è un passatempo da comitiva. Non è come andare a vedere un film o assistere a un concerto. È il margine più solitario dello spettro.

Me, I'm a bloody tissue sample dried on a bare mattress in my room at the Paper Street Soap Company.

Marla's heart looked the way my face was. The crap and the trash of the world. Post-consumer human butt wipe that no one would ever go to the trouble to recycle.

Why are you alone? I mean, we are all alone. Aloneness is... that´s life. It´s the quality of our aloneness that matters.

Solitude is a natural place for a writer to be.

Panicking by yourself is the same as laughing alone in an empty room. You feel really silly.

Three weeks without sleep, and everything becomes an out-of-body experience.

With the elevator stopped between floors, my view is about a cockroach above the green linoleum, and from here at cockroach level the green corridor stretches toward the vanishing point, past half-open doors where titans and their gigantic wives drink barrels of champagne and bellow to each other wearing diamonds bigger than I feel.

everything wooden swells and shrinks, and the nails in everything wooden, the floors and baseboards and window casings, the nails inch out and rust. Everywhere there are rusted nails to step on or snag your elbow on, and there's only one bathroom for the seven

Evie says, "It's not living alone if you keep a rifle under the bed." I write: i know girls who say that about their dildos.

Every place is the same place in the dark.

This is how it is with insomnia. Everything is so far away, a copy of a copy of a copy. The insomnia distance of everything, you can't touch anything and nothing can touch you.

For instance, if Jesus Christ had died in prison, with no one watching and with no one there to mourn or torture him, would we be saved?

Ve eÄŸer Ä°sa uyku haplar? yutup, bir banyonun zemininde tek ba??na ölseydi, cennete gider miydi?

Writers write because they weren't invited to a party.

My goldfish and me, both of us are just here swimming in one place.

With all the seats empty, you could pretend everyone's just gone to the bathroom.

What you forget when you're planning a hijack by yourself is somewhere along the line, you might need to neglect your hostages just long enough so you can use the bathroom

There's no escaping from constant escape.

This, and the club is too loud to talk, so after a couple of drinks, everyone feels like the center of attention but completely cut off from participating with anyone else. You're the corpse in an English murder mystery.

Evie says, "It's not living alone if you keep a rifle under the bed." I write: i know girls who say that about their dildos.

Suicide Is the Ultimate Act of Consumption.

Most times, it's just a lot easier not to let the world know what's wrong