Quotes About Loneliness

So maybe it's not sad that Gran lives alone. Maybe it's a choice. "But what if it never rains again here?" I ask her. She makes a quick face—like a face she might make if I were blowing that whistle right in her ear. Then she says, "I guess I'll have to take that question one day at a time.

In a few hours I'm going to be eleven. That's a whole new decade…I have fifteen kids coming here tomorrow night. That's fifteen friends who chose to come to my party instead of Leo's. Even if I'll be stuck wearing a Dorothy costume, I'm going to try to have a good time. After all, like Mom said, I'm only going to turn eleven once. I just wish I wasn't doing it alone.

No. But I think maybe I, too, know what it means to be alone. To be misjudged.

Do you not then hear this horrible scream all around you that people usually call silence.

I have become convinced that the more wealth a country accumulates, the more isolated and lonely its people become. The loneliest are usually the children and the elderly. Children learn what they live, and isolation in the 'village' is one of the most destructive messages we daily write on the tablets of their hearts.

When I decided to be a singer, my mother warned me I'd be alone a lot. Basically we all are. Loneliness comes with life.

be realized when, in 1937, I introduced him in New York City, to Colonel Boris Bykov. At St. Matthews Court, Collins lived alone. He was separated from his wife (he has since married Susan B. Anthony III). He had a son about ten years old whom I met once when he was visiting his father (on some holiday

Her insan?n içsel bir biçimde yaln?z oldu?undan, bu yaln?zl???n kötü bir ?ey olmad???ndan ve bu konuyu konu?mak istemedi?imden, o zaman da susuyorum. Asl?nda bo? laftan ba?ka bir ?ey de?il ama Traudel için bo? laf de?il. Birçok insan?n içsel yaln?zl???n? inatla inkar etti?ini biliyorum. Traudel de bunlardan biri.

Yaln?zl?k normal de birdenbire ortaya ç?kmas? öyle i?renç ki.

Nimeni n-o s? te ?tie, se gânde?te ea. Nimeni n-o s?-?i aminteasc? de tine, doar eu, mama ta, n-o s? uit, fiindc? n-am voie s? uit. Pentru c? to?i ceilal?i or s? te uite.

I don't know what's worse: to not know what you are and be happy, or to become what you've always wanted to be, and feel alone.

Loving and being loved affirmed one's sense of self and conquered feelings of loneliness and alienation. It kept one sane.

We human beings build houses because we're alive, but we write books because we're mortal. We live in groups because we're sociable, but we read because we know we're alone. Reading offers a kind of companionship that takes no one's place, but that no one can replace either.

You're a good man," Fang said. "You're the last good man in this whole town. All the good that could be squeezed out of this forsaken place was used to make you. That's why you're so small, my friend: there just wasn't that much left." Fang laughed. "and that's why you can see us, you know, and nobody else can. You see everybody, even that lumberjack.

Being alone was lonely, but there was an even greater loneliness sometimes when he was surrounded by a lot of other people who were constantly making demands of him. He needed a break. C

I'd never met him, so I never missed him.

that terrible feeling that you're not good enough to be loved by the people you love most, and eventually by anyone else.

He was gone, and she was broken hearted, that was all that mattered.

Sometimes, solitude is worse than hunger.

He seemed particularly insistent. I both did and didn't want to be left alone at the house with my mother. There was an aching in my chest that surprised me, and my eyes were watering up against my will.

I can live without a boy. So why does it feel like I'm going to die?

The Opera was a very cold film, a hopeless and dark film, no hope, no love.

Brontola il vento al mio richiamo alla finestra, ma tu fingi raffiche di mitra. Sullo spiovuto selciato della strada si vedranno solo ortiche e stelle.

Niente, siamo un nulla riempito di niente, amor mio.