Quotes About Loneliness

tal vez, frente al abandono seamos todos iguales; tal vez ni siquiera una cabeza bien ordenada puede aguantar al descubrir que no es amada.

to be healthy, and desperate to be a Natasha at the ball with Prince Andrei or Kuryagin, and instead to be sitting alone, staring at the ceiling, while listening to the echo of the music, the sound of voices, the laughter.

La lontananza mi distingueva dentro ogni legame e ogni preoccupazione

I began to weep with loneliness. What was I, who was I? I felt pretty again, my pimples were gone, the sun and the sea had made me slimmer, and yet the person I liked and whom I wished to be liked by showed no interest in me. What signs did I carry, what fate?

he must have read in my face that it was a happy moment. For months I had been grinding away, feeling alone, ugly.

She felt alone, she was secretly waiting for a father who wasn't showing up, she could no longer hold the confusion of that day within the limits of a game.

The circle of an empty day is brutal and at night it tightens around your neck like a noose.

En el baldío de la calle y en el baldío del corazón, ni quien preguntara por los idos.

Para un escritor desaparecer es fácil porque nadie lee.

Algún día que venga ya no me va a encontrar se topará nomas con el puro viento. Llegará ese día y cuando llegue, no habrá ni quien le dé una razón. Y pensará que todo a sido mentira.

Reviento lenta y penosamente por el deseo de verte, regresa pronto (…) Me da miedo caer en medio del abismo. Te amo atrozmente, que horroroso aquí sin ti, a pesar de que me dejas sola todo el día...

Only the TV sounds are real, they are the actual events. All the people around here experience the same things at the same time, except for some loner, who switches to the educational channel.

I wouldn't go up on a stage now if you paid a thousand dollars for one minute of acting. It's a nasty experience. You're up there all by yourself. You're so damn exposed.

I was the accuser, God the accused. My eyes were open and I was alone—terribly alone in a world without God and without man.

I'm not happy," Rósza said. "Why not?" "I don't know." "Are you worried about school?" "No." "Then why?" "Because I'm alone." I felt a wave of exasperation and despair. Was that what all of life was going to be like - you had to be sad when you didn't have a boyfriend?

Please don't leave me all alone." Was that what I, too was afraid of? And maybe not just me, but everyone?

It was terrible to think that he was in this city, possibly very nearby, but I couldn't see him or talk to him because he didn't love me. I couldn't be with him for one minute, not even for the weird leftover hours that nobody else wanted, like from one to three a.m. on a Wednesday.

Senin için, benim için ol­duÄŸundan daha zormuÅŸ gibi geldi hep." "Neden benim için daha zor olsun?" "Çünkü sen yaln?zs?n.

It wasn't that I hadn't known these things, but that at some point, without realizing it, I had persuaded myself that I was different—that my honesty and non-lameness wouldn't be punished like that, because I had some special skill, some self-sufficiency, an ability to be alone. I always had been alone, when every other person in my family had insisted on having someone around to have sex with.

There are no sides in suicide.

Contemplation and writing demand solitude, which leads to a sorry feeling of isolation and detachment. Writers try to call their loneliness genius, and the world believes them most of the time.

This is the real Ripley, the lover of beauty, inspired by art, by antiquity. He's awed. He's cold. He so much wishes he weren't alone.

If a man knows more than others, he becomes lonely,

There are things that are not yet true today, perhaps we dare not find them true, but tomorrow they may be. So every man whose fate is to go his individual way must proceed with hopefulness and watchfulness, ever conscious of his loneliness and its dangers