Quotes About Loneliness

Pretty sad. Pretty lonely. But that's how I prefer it? I quess? I guess. It's a good guess. It's the best quess ever.

A sad man, is man with the lights turned off.

It's so sad that no one writes down the things we go through, and even worse - no one will ever know about it, no one will ever see or hear about it, no one will ever be able to restore.

I'm always alone. Sad face emoticon.

If misery loves company, misery has company enough.

The wind blows out of the gates of the day, The wind blows over the lonely of heart, And the lonely of heart is withered away.

Won't it be sad to have an Internet connection to Mars if there are no Martians to write to or e-mail us?

It is loneliness that makes the loudest noise. This is true of men as of dogs.

If anyone could look into my head See or feel the dread that has captured Me or see within this sad, unhappy brain They would only turn away Turn away.

Who would have listened to his tales of woe when his love was the flickering lamp over his own decaying tomb?

You can't be gone. I need you here, with me. What am I going to do without you?

Our hearts are breaking... We are lonely and deserted, sad and sick.

It is sad to be an exception. But not to be one is even sadder.

He that shuts love out, in turn shall be Shut out from love, and on her threshold lie, Howling in outer darkness.

It is not, Dear, because I am alone, For I am lonelier when the rest are near, But that my place against your heart has grown Too dear to dream of when you are not here.

People think I am crazy because they see me doing stand-up, but I am generally not. I am very sad. I'm one of those guys that lights candles and listens to Rachmaninoff.

I have no relationships and I'm, like, sad sometimes.

The moon has nothing to be sad about, Staring from her hood of bone. She is used to this sort of thing. Her blacks crackle and drag.

It was going to be a long, dark night but not quite as dark as it was in the abyss of his heart where there was nothing but hollowness, yet it felt heavy, almost as if someone still resided there.

You're a sad little hermit, and it creeps me out.

There's some sad things known to man, but ain't too much sadder than, the tears of a clown when noones around.

I think it's strange to live in a house with someone you cannot talk to-especially when that someone is your father-and the thought makes me a little sad.

Umbrellas are so small and sad and easy to forget.

It's pretty lonely and sad to be single. Every night was the same for me, I'd go home and curl up in bed with my favorite book. Well, actually it was a magazine.