Quotes About Loneliness

Locked into loneliness were we two and looking at one another every evening we each saw the one we blamed for it.

I was lonely, and a lonely heart has hungers that can overpower both common sense and dignity.

I wish they would all go away. Except the Fool. I wished he would join me. Somehow, I had always thought he would join me. Now, I could not recall why. Perhaps I had buried that in the stone.

If he ever wanted vengeance on me for all I did, he has it now. This is the worst thing he could do to me. Now I know how it feels to be left behind. As I left him.

I've returned and I look around me and think, I've missed my life. While I was off and alone, it went on here, without me, and I'm forever doomed to be a stranger in my own home.

Sound seemed muted, and night darker, scent and taste dulled. It was as if the world had been robbed of its brightness. He had left me behind to dwell alone in a dimmed and stale place.

I looked at her, wanting her with all the lust of my months alone and untouched. But I knew also that for that deeper hunger for companionship and understanding, she offered me no more solace than any man might find in his own hand.

I floated. I had been part of something immense, but now I was torn loose. Broken away from the great purpose that had used me as a conduit. Useless. Again.

You should know by now how easy it is to lose a person just by letting someone walk away from you.

Humanity has become a lonely race, and dangerously arrogant in our solitude.

I need a friend, and I have none to whom I can admit my weakness, my fear, my errors.

It was as if he were so isolated that any close contact at all became a friendship in his mind.

It is hard for loneliness to gaze on happiness

The days we shared I alone would remember now. I suddenly felt less real.

What are you thinking about?" Tassin asked. She spoke so softly that I replied without thinking, still staring into the fire. "That sometimes it only makes one more lonely to know that somewhere else, one's friends and family are well.

She wasn't coming back. I held myself together by refusing to think of her. This empty room jerked the blindfold from my eyes.

Always I have possessed the loneliness of one raised amid intrigues and clustering secrets, the isolation of a boy who cannot trust the completeness of his heart to anyone.

The time had finally come when she would have to accept the full power of the Starwife. No longer could she be just Ysabelle. Now she had a land to govern and all the daunting responsibilities that that entailed. The liberty she had experienced since the night she had escaped from the Ring of Banbha seemed to vanish. She was left stripped of her freedom, and only long years of a lonely reign stretched out before her.

Cuando uno no ama nada, y vive aun así, eso es amor.

people of the modern world suffer a great sadness, a "species loneliness"—estrangement from the rest of Creation.

It has been said that people of the modern world suffer a great sadness, a "species loneliness"—estrangement from the rest of Creation. We have built this isolation with our fear, with our arrogance, and with our homes brightly lit against the night.

Philosophers call this state of isolation and disconnection "species loneliness"—a deep, unnamed sadness stemming from estrangement from the rest of Creation, from the loss of relationship

Maybe we've all been banished to lonely corners by our obsession with private property.

It has been said that people of the modern world suffer a great sadness, a "species loneliness"—estrangement from the rest of Creation.