Quotes About Loneliness

No one's on at my time but infomercials.

I don't have time for superficial friends. I suppose if you're really lonely you can call a superficial friend, but otherwise, what's the point?

There are nights when I think that Sal Paradise was right / Boys and Girls in America / Have such a sad time together.

There came a time in every prolonged effort when he had a moment of near panic, or 'terror in a lonely place', the original semantic content of the word. The lonely place was his own mind.

I had some really dear friends who died from AIDS-one in particular. His family wasn't around and he didn't have many friends. I spent a lot of time with him in his later days.

Zuleika, on a desert island, would have spent most of her time in looking for a man's footprint.

I believe in whatever gets you throught the night. [...] Night is the hardest time to be alive. For me, anyway. It lasts so long, and four A.M.knows all my secrets.

It's hard to spend years at a time working in total solitude with no reality-check.

The Moon and Pleiades have set, / Midnight is nigh, / The time is passing, passing, yet / Alone I lie.

I realize that I only have words and that, from time to time, as I hold them in my arms I am less lonely.

A film star is a kind of public monument, and everyone's staring at them, and they've kind of got railings around them, and they're rather miserable most of the time.

Now it's closing time/the music's fading out.

I was this weird loner kid who got drunk by himself all the time.

It was that depressing time in the early morning where the only people about were milkmen, police officers- and time travellers.

I spend so much time alone that whenever I see my shadow I feel crowded.

I never really fit in growing up. I got made fun of a lot of the time in high school. People never liked me, and I was always the new kid.

I've not been able to avoid periods of time where I felt super-lonely. Luckily, I have a side that is able to always see the glass as half-full.

Each night about this time he puts on sadness like a garment and goes on writing.

I spent most of my time in my room staring at a mirror. I never knew I was supposed to socialize. I just spent hours making faces at myself, having a good time.

I had a lot of alone time with no brothers or sisters running around, or anything. I would just sit and imagine things, all the time.

It was a long time in the making, my divorce. One day became less special than the next, and pretty soon, we ceased all conversation. It is a sad day when you have nothing left to say.

I keep life filled and speeded up so that I can cheat myself into believing that I am happy and contented, but oh! When night comes and I go to bed and turn out the lights, I lie there in the dark, I realize the absolute futility of trying to kid myself.

But it'd be nice to have someone who cared about me, someone I could talk to about anything, someone who'd tell me I was really special.

Listen, I'll share some of the wisdom I learned over the years. When you near the end of your life... when you're a lonely old man... you start realizing what your accomplishments are really worth. The most brilliant clue I ever deciphered, the millions I earned -- even the microwavable burrito itself -- sometimes I think I'd be willing to trade all of it for a single hug of someone who truly loves me.