Quotes About Loneliness

I felt I was standing on a stage many hours after the dance had ended, when the silence lay as heavily upon the empty theater as a blanket of snow.

Most nights I lay on my futon I was sick with anxiety, and felt a pit inside myself as big and empty as if the world were nothing more than giant hall empty of people.

I knew he noticed the tress, and the mud, and the children in the street, but I had no reason to believe he'd ever notice me.

Iako je oko mene bila soba, osje?ala sam se izgubljenom u potpunoj praznini.

Eram o insul? abandonat? în mijlocul oceanului, f?r? trecut È™i cu siguran?? f?r? viitor.

Solitary confinement is rock bottom, it's absolute unfreedom.

I cannot sleep for dreaming; I cannot dream but I wake and walk about the house as though I'd find you comin' through the door.

Figure it out. Work a lifetime to pay off a house. You finally own it, and there's nobody to live in it.

But then, it's what I always wanted. My own apartment, a car, and plenty of women. And still, goddammit, I'm lonely.

I don't know what the hell I'm workin' for. Sometimes I sit in my apartment–all alone. And I think of the rent I'm paying. And it's crazy. But then, it's what I always wanted. My own apartment, a car, and plenty of women. And still, goddammit, I'm lonely.

Work a lifetime to pay off a house. you finally own it, and there's nobody to live in it.

Willy: Figure it out. Work a lifetime to pay off a house. You finally own it, and there's nobody to live in it.

I'll tell u boys it's tough to be alone, and it's tough to love a doll that's not ur own.

Who would wave a flag to be rescued if they had a desert island of their own? That was the thing that spoilt Robinson Crusoe . In the end he came home. There never ought to be an end.

In the morning I had a look so lost, a face so dead, that perhaps those whom I met did not see me . - Bad Blood

I found I could extinguish all human hope from my soul.

There is in the world only the choice between loneliness and vulgarity. All young people should be taught now to put up with loneliness ... because the less man is compelled to come into contact with others, the better off he is.

She knew he'd be back. No matter how elaborate its charade, she recognized loneliness when she saw it. She sensed that in some strange tangential way, he needed her shade as much as she needed his. And she had learned from experience that Need was a warehouse that could accommodate a considerable amount of cruelty.

Let's leave one alive so that it can be lonely.

No matter how elaborate its charade, she recognized loneliness when she saw it.

Silence hung in the air like secret loss.

On bad days the orange walls held hands and bent over him, inspecting him, like malevolent doctors, slowly, deliberately, squeezing the breath out of him and making him scream. Sometimes they receded of their own accord, and the room he lay in grew impossibly large, terrorizing him with the specter of his own insignificance. That too made him cry out.

He held his mundu spread above his head to dry. The wind lifted it like a sail. He was suddenly happy. Things will get worse he thought to himself. Then better. He was walking swiftly now, towards the Heart of Darkness. As lonely as a wolf. The God of Loss. The God of Small Things. Naked but for his nail varnish. (274)

No matter how elaborate its charade, she recognised loneliness when she saw it.