Quotes About Loneliness

Soy un hombre cobarde; no le dejé mi dirección, para eludir la angustia de esperar cartas.

Para un hombre célibe entrado en años, el ofrecido amor es un don que ya no se espera.

The house is not this large, he thought. Other things are making it seem larger: the dim light, the symmetry, the mirrors, so many years, my unfamiliarity, the loneliness.

El prófugo espera la libertad. Entonces los mulatos nebulosos de Lazarus Morell se transmitían una orden que podía no pasar de una seña y lo libraban de la vista, del oído, del tacto, del día, de la infamia, del tiempo, de los bienhechores, de la misericordia, del aire, de los perros, del universo, de la esperanza, del sudor y de él mismo.

Yaln?zl?k mükemmel, hatta biraz sald?rgand? ve Dahlmann yaln?zca güneye deÄŸil geçmiÅŸe yol ald???n? düÅŸünebilirdi.

Who knows what kind of loneliness is more agonizing: the one which befalls man when he casts his glance at the mute cosmos, at its dark spaces and monotonous drama, or the one that besets man exchanging glances with his fellow man in silence?

Opera and church recitals are options, of course, but they require some initiative and arrangement: tickets and schedules and so forth. I am not good at that; it's rather like fixing a three-course meal for yourself - perhaps even lonelier.

the only true wisdom lives far from mankind, out in the great loneliness, and can be reached only through suffering. Privation and suffering alone open the mind to all that is hidden to others.' 

The weeping Pleiads wester, And the moon is under seas; From bourn to bourn of midnight Far sighs the rainy breeze: It sighs from a lost country To a land I have not known; The weeping Pleiads wester, And I lie down alone.

The rainy Pleiads wester, Orion plunges prone, The stroke of midnight ceases, And I lie down alone. The rainy Pleiads wester And seek beyond the sea The head that I shall dream of, And 'twill not dream of me.

King John was not a good man, He had his little ways. And sometimes no one spoke to him, For days and days and days.

Don't worry about me. Go and enjoy yourself. I'll stay here and be miserable.

In all the endless road you treadThere's nothing but the night.

Judy went back to Paulie's place, but either he wasn't home or he wasn't answering his door. After banging on the door for four minutes, then waiting another ten, she decided she'd probably have to find someplace else to crash today She wished she'd taken the time to actually have a few friends.

Ned felt vaguely insulted. And unimportant. It was one thing to hide away from the world. It was quite another to discover the world didn't miss you when you were gone.

Lovers are plenty; but fail to relieve me.

if you want to be really lonely, try a big city. Everyone's a stranger, and if you don't have just the right kind of contacts, they remain strangers.

I, a stranger and afraid In a world I never made.

It's a long ride home with nothing but me for company. I bore myself sometimes. Not often. Just now and again.

I go to bed and before falling asleep I talk to Lucas in my head the way I have for many years. What I tell him is just about what I usually do. I tell him that if he's dead he's lucky and I'd very much like to be in his place. I tell him that he got the better deal, that it is I who is pulling the greater weight. I tell him that life is totally useless, that it's nonsense, an aberration, infinite suffering, the invention of a non-God whose evil surpasses understanding.

And as man turned from the light of day, all that was left to him was the endless night. Without contrast, he threw open his arms, and darkness took hold.

No one is a hero at 4:00 a.m.,

Of his entire life, the worst moments had been during the three or four months after Nora had died, when he'd awakened to the heart-constricting knowledge that she wasn't there anymore.

The imaginary friends I had as a kid dropped me because their friends thought I didn't exist.