Quotes About Loneliness

Loneliness is the penalty of leadership, but the man who has to make the decisions is assisted greatly if he feels that there is no uncertainty in the minds of those who follow him, and that his orders will be carried out confidently and in expectation of success.

Ramón quiso jugar a arrojar piedras a las zarzas, pero ella se negó;prefería continuar sentada sobre uno de los troncos, meneando las piernas y sintiéndose triste y perezosa

The extended family, the community, and religion may indeed have limited our freedom, sexual and otherwise, but in return they offered us a much-needed sense of belonging. For generations, these traditional institutions provided order, meaning, continuity, and social support. Dismantling them has left us with more choices and fewer restrictions than ever. We are freer, but also more alone. As Giddens describes it, we have become ontologically more anxious.

These are not simply naive, lonely, desperate women who'll take love in whatever form they can get it. In fact, they are pragmatic about their reasons for choosing to not only live with a secret but be a secret.

And when we haven't been touched in years, we are more vulnerable to the kindness of strangers.

A term used by Terry Real is quite apt for such affairs: stable ambiguity. These are relationships of undefined status but well-established patterns, hard to break out of but just as hard to depend on. By remaining in a diffuse state, people avoid both loneliness and commitment. This strange mix of comforting consistency and uncertainty is increasingly common to relationships in the age of Tinder, but it's long been characteristic of extramarital liaisons.

He looked home-made, as though his wife had self-consciously knitted or somehow contrived a husband when she sat alone at night.

It was never dark enough, the enormous sky flashing with August light rushing into the emptiest rooms, the loneliest windows. The month of falling stars.

Englezul ?i-n cas? goal? e ca la curtea regal?.

I know it's useless to talk. But sometimes I feel so lonely.

you got him alone tonight--there'll be a beautiful moon to fill him with poetry and loneliness

Your father goes out. He meets his friends in barrooms or at the Club. You and Jamie have the boys you know. You go out. But I'm alone. I've always been alone.

Does God know I'm still here? Does God know it's still me inside?" "Sure He does! Of course He does! He's right with you. he's right there." "Because I feel really alone sometimes." "You're not alone." I move to her, put my hand on her shoulder. "You're not, believe me.

It can be crazy hard. To keep your faith, to keep going. It can be harder than I ever would have imagined. Sometimes things happen to you, really bad things that aren't fair, things that make you feel so terrible you're not even sure who you are anymore or whether you're right or wrong, good or bad. Sometimes you feel like there's no one to turn to, and you're all alone and so scared you can hardly move and so tired you just want to curl up in a ball and go to sleep forever.

Everything drains from my body. There's no thrill of being right. It's just an overwhelming sense of dread.

Kelly's grades aren't bad, which always amazes me when I see how much time she wastes. They're so good, in fact, that I can't get myself to complain about the nonsense she finds to do. Ronnie goes right to the bottom line, as he does with everything else, if I mention her distractions. 'She's doing well. Why complain?' he replies, and I stop. Loneliness has all sorts of ways of showing itself. It's perhaps the most inventive feeling of all.

Be near me. The world is rowdy and nothing is certain. Do not stray. None of us was meant to face the day and the night alone, though that is what we do and memory now is a place of fading togetherness. Be near me. True love is what God intends.

Your melancholy . Or depression. Along with nine-tenths of the afflictions I've studied, diagnosed, attempted to treat. Call them whatever you like, but they're just different names for loneliness. That's what lets the darkness in. That's what you have to fight.

And if we were stuck here forever - and maybe this was just a naturally morbid thought for a teenage boy- I wondered who among us would die first and who ultimately would be left alone.

Loneliness is, I think, people's biggest fear, whether they are conscious of it or not.

I prefer winter and Fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape — the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn't show.

Misha had appeared chez Viktor a year before, when the zoo was giving hungry animals away to anyone able to feed them. Viktor had gone along and returned with a king penguin. Abandoned by his girlfriend the week before, he had been feeling lonely. But Misha had brought his own kind of loneliness, and the result was now two complementary lonelinesses, creating an impression more of interdependence than of amity.

John was wrong about many things but right about at least one: Fear determines so much. Fear of being in the dark. Being alone. Being wrong. Growing old. Losing potency. Losing control.

Nu, jaren later, zie ik zelf hoe idioot verlegen ik was. Geen wonder dat verlegen wezens zoals wij uitsterven. Wij waren nog slechts schaduwen, die voor zonsondergang nog even lang werden om daarna helemaal te verdwijnen. Ik ben ook verdwenen. Niemand weet dat ik nog leef.