Quotes About Loneliness

Out of the corner of his eye Gatsby saw that the blocks of the sidewalks really formed a ladder and mounted to a secret place above the trees — he could climb to it, if he climbed alone, and once there he could suck on the pap of life, gulp down the incomparable milk of wonder.

The quiet lights in the houses were humming out into the darkness and there was a stir and bustle among the stars. Out of the corner of his eye Gatsby saw that the blocks of the sidewalks really formed a ladder and mounted to a secret place above the trees - he could climb to it, if he climbed alone, and once there he could suck on the pap of life, gulp down the incomparable milk of wonder.

I glanced back once. A wafer of a moon was shining over Gatsby's house, making the night fine as before, and surviving the laughter and the sound of his still glowing garden. A sudden emptiness seemed to flow now from the windows and the great doors, endowing with complete isolation the figure of the host, who stood on the porch, his hand up in a formal gesture of farewell.

You see, I usually find myself among strangers because I drift here and there trying to forget the sad thing that happened to me.

So I walked away and left him standing there in the moonlight—watching over nothing.

A wafer of a moon was shining over Gatsby's house, making the night fine as before, and surviving the laughter and the sound of his still glowing garden. A sudden emptiness seemed to flow now from the windows and the great doors, endowing with complete isolation the figure of the host, who stood on the porch, his hand up in a formal gesture of farewell.

I'm one of those people who go through the world giving other people thrills, but getting few myself except those I read into men on such nights as these.

I slunk off in the direction of the cocktail table—the only place in the garden where a single man could linger without looking purposeless and alone.

The wind had blown off, leaving a loud, bright night, with wings beating in the trees and a persistent organ sound as the full bellows of the earth blew the frogs full of life. The silhouette of a moving cat wavered across the moonlight, and, turning my head to watch it, I saw that I was not alone—fifty feet away a figure had emerged from the shadow of my neighbour's mansion and was standing with his hands in his pockets regarding the silver pepper of the stars.

I slunk off in direction of the cocktail table - the only place in the garden where a single man could linger without looking purposeless and alone.

At the enchanted metropolitan twilight I felt a haunting loneliness sometimes...

At the enchanted metropolitan twilight I felt a haunting loneliness sometimes, and felt it in others—poor young clerks who loitered in front of windows waiting until it was time for a solitary restaurant dinner—young clerks in the dusk, wasting the most poignant moments of night and life. Again

Isn't it funny and lonely being together, Dick? No place to go except close.

Es-tu amoureux de moi? me demanda-t-elle à voix basse. Sinon, pourquoi fallait-il que je vienne seule? — C'est tout le mystère du château des brouillards.

There was some element of loneliness involved- so easy to be loved- so hard to love.

I didn't know till 15 that there was anyone in the world but me,and it cost me plenty.

He's just a man names Gatsby.

One gal drank a can of floor wax and topped it off with a cup of Clorox, trying to separate herself from the same world he was in.

it would just break your heart to see some of them waiting for their visitors. They get their hair all done up on Saturday, and on Sunday morning they get themselves all dressed and ready, and after all that, nobody comes to see them. I feel so bad, but what can you do? Having children is no guarantee that you'll get visitors Ã¢â'¬Â¦ No, it isn't.

Having children is no guarantee that you'll get visitors Ã¢â'¬Â¦ No, it isn't.

but oh, it would just break your heart to see some of them waiting for their visitors. They get their hair all done up on Saturday, and on Sunday morning they get themselves all dressed and ready, and after all that, nobody comes to see them. I feel so bad, but what can you do? Having children is no guarantee that you'll get visitors . . . No, it isn't.

Nothing had come easy to him. School, sports, or girls... it seemed to Oswald that everyone else had come into this world with a set of instructions but him. From the beginning he had always felt like a pair of white socks and brown shoes in a roomful of tuxedos. He had never really gotten a break in life, and now it was all over.

She knew that being in love all by yourself was the loneliest, most painful experience known to man—or woman—and there was nothing she could do to help him.

kono aki wa / hiza ni ko no nai / tsukimi kana6 This autumn I'll be looking at the moon With no child on my knee.