Quotes About Loneliness

Frankenswine: Like an old crazy quilt, I'm pieces and parts from nine different bodies and five different hearts. My brain is a poet's, my snout's from a thief, my hooves all belonged to the old fire chief, I'm slogging thru swamps and mist covered bogs, hunted by farmers with torches and dogs. Thru mountains and towns, over oceans and snow, I've landed here on this arctic ice floe. So I sit here alone at the world frozen end, just looking for someone whom I can call friend.

Even a manically depressed robot is better to talk to than nobody.

He was alone with his thoughts. They were extremely unpleasant thoughts and he would rather have had a chaperon.

High on a rocky promontory sat an Electric Monk on a bored horse.

The light was only just visible - except of course that there was no one to see, no witnesses, not this time, but it was nevertheless a light.

In the center lay the exploded carcass of a lonely sperm whale that hadn't lived long enough to be disappointed with its lot.

Don't pretend you want to talk to me, I know you hate me." "No, I don't." "Yes, you do, everybody does. It's part of the shape of the Universe. I only have to talk to somebody and they begin to hate me. Even robots hate me. If you just ignore me I expect I shall probably go away.

Eight hours West sat a man alone on a beach mourning an inexplicable loss. He could only think of his loss in little packets of grief at a time, because the whole thing was too great to be borne.

Marvin the Paranoid Android sat slumped, ignoring all and ignored by all, in a private and rather unpleasant world of his own.

I suppose you'll want to see the aliens now," he said. "Do you want me to sit in a corner and rust, or just fall apart where I'm standing?

I shall sit alone in a darkened room, sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything but a little grey old head, and in that little grey old head a peculiar vision of hideous blue and gold dangling things flashing in the light, and the smell of sweat, cat food and death.

maladjusted, socially isolated, sad, hunched, emotional cripple.

It was what he had waited for all these years, but when he had deciphered the signal pattern sitting alone in his small dark room, a coldness had gripped him and squeezed his heart. Of all the races in all of the Galaxy who could have come and said a big hello to planet Earth, he thought, didn't it just have to be the Vogons.

There was a distinct absence of anything female in the room--the same sort of absence that a missing picture leaves behind it on a wall.

But how are you, metalman?' said Ford. 'Very depressed.' 'What's up?' 'I don't know,' said Marvin, 'I've never been there.' 'Why,' said Ford squatting down beside him and shivering, 'are you lying face down in the dust?' 'It's a very effective way of being wretched,' said Marvin. 'Don't pretend you want to talk to me, I know you hate me.

That is the first thing anybody has said to me for seventeen years, three months and two days, five hours, nineteen minutes and twenty seconds. I've been counting." He

A magician wandered along the beach, but no one needed him.

went back on to the bridge to watch over the tiny flashing lights and figures that charted the ship's progress through the void.

Then why did you ask me?' it screamed. 'I just wanted something to talk to,' said Marvin.

Kendini afallam??, yapayaln?z ve sevgisiz hissediyordu.

For Arthur, who could usually contrive to feel self-conscious if left alone for long enough with a Swiss cheese plant, the moment was one of sustained revelation.

What . . . do . . . you . . . want?' 'I'm looking for someone.' 'Who?' hissed the insect. 'Zaphod Beeblebrox,' said Marvin, 'he's over there.' The insect shook with rage. It could hardly speak. 'Then why did you ask me?' it screamed. 'I just wanted something to talk to,' said Marvin. 'What!' 'Pathetic, isn't it?

His eyes passed over the solid shapes of the instruments and computers that lined the bridge. They winked away innocently at him. He stared out at the stars, but none of them said a word.

Bir Ä°sviçre Peyniri Bitkisiyle bile yeterince uzun süre yaln?z kald???nda kendini rahats?z hissedip utanmay? baÅŸarabilen Arthur için bu an, kesintisiz bir ayd?nlanma an?yd?.