Quotes About Loneliness

El silencio puede ser ensordecedor y la ausencia invasora.

pero de pronto me abrumó la idea de salir a la calle, de pisar de nuevo la ciudad a esa hora sucia del atardecer, hora perdida de pasos perdidos, hora inútil.

Porque la característica esencial de lo que llamamos locura es la soledad, pero una soledad monumental. Una soledad tan grande que no cabe dentro de la palabra soledad y que uno no puede ni llegar a imaginar si no ha estado ahí. Es sentir que te has desconectado del mundo, que no te van a poder entender, que no tienes #Palabras para expresarte.

there is no greater solitude than the solitude experienced when one loves no one

Abrazarme a su espalda por la noche y saber que no estaré sola nunca más. Querer y que te quieran, esa cosa tan bonita y tan sencilla que otras personas consiguen, pero yo

pena huele a metal frío, te dirían los perros si pudieran.

Moss, you—you look wonderful!" Amanda told him, wondering if her eyes were giving away her feelings. Her emotions were now more confused than ever. Sitting across from her was not only a man she already knew to be brave and skillful, a man of strength and experience, but also a very, very handsome man, who she suspected was also very lonely.

I felt like a lonely cat, an aging tom ridden by obscure rage, looking for torn-ear trouble. I clipped that pitch off short and threw it away. Night streets were my territory, and would be till I rolled in the last gutter.

We merged our lonelinesses once again, in something less than love but sweeter than self. I didn't get home to West Los Angeles after all.

It was a Friday night. I was tooling home from the Mexican border in a light blue convertible and a dark blue mood.

Independent radical women often live lonely lives if they expect equality.

Money doesn't make you happy, Mom insists, whipping carrots and lettuce out of the cart. Money doesn't make you laugh when you're lonely, or make you full of contentment on Christmas morning.

Nada é tão intolerável para um homem quanto viver sem paixões, somos dominados por uma terrível solidão, sentimo-nos desamparados e vazios.

I asked Go to answer my questions, but the only sound was always the whistling of the wind filling the empty space.

So Mowgli sat and cried as though his heart would break; and he had never cried in all his life before.

Chuchundra is a broken-hearted little beast. He whimpers and cheeps all the night, trying to make up his mind to run into the middle of the room. But he never gets there.

It is hard to live alone in the dark, confusing the day and night; dropping to sleep through sheer weariness at mid-day, and rising restless in the chill of the dawn. At first Dick, on his awakenings, would grope along the corridors of the chambers till he heard some one snore. Then he would know that the day had not yet come, and return wearily to his bedroom.

Not really a demon; not really human. I'm not either. That's all. There was no place for me, so I had to find one myself. And then I realized. I had a place, but I was the only one in it. I didn't know any other way to live.- InuYasha

Even the wisest of mankind cannot live by reason alone; pure arrogant reason, denying the claims of prejudice (which commonly are also the claims of conscience), leads to a wasteland of withered hopes and crying loneliness, empty of God and man: the wilderness in which Satan tempted Christ was not more dreadful than the arid expanse of intellectual vanity deprived of tradition and intuition, where modern man is tempted by his own pride.

I'm sorry. I was just talking to the moon.

There's nothing sadder than cyberspace . . . but I've already said this.

She knew so much about what was happening in the world, even as she grew more isolated from it.

I knew I was dead, even if my parents didn't notice.

It made me sad when I caught myself pretending that everybody out there in cyberspace cared about what I thought, when really nobody gives a shit.30 And when I multiplied that sad feeling by all the millions of people in their lonely little rooms, furiously writing and posting to their lonely little pages that nobody has time to read because they're all so busy writing and posting,31 it kind of broke my heart.