Quotes About Loneliness

Honest honey, I feel like crying every time I sit down to write you a letter... I am so unlucky.

You can always write a song about people who are in love, but they're in love, so they're happy; they don't need you. But the people that I try to worry about are the ones who don't have anyone to give chocolate to, and the girl who doesn't have flowers coming to her.

In utter loneliness a writer tries to explain the inexplicable.

I've never minded solitude. For a writer, it's a natural condition. But caring for a dementia sufferer leads to a peculiar kind of loneliness.

A writer, by definition, is pathetic.

That process by which you become a writer is a pretty lonely one. We don't have a group apprenticeship like a violinist might training for an orchestra.

The writer is all alone.

As is said about most writers, on the one hand, all I ever did from when I was a child was read, and I was a loner, which was furthered by my parents and my upbringing. On the other hand, the more I read, the more I felt this well-known fissure between me and the world.

I read and walked for miles at night along the beach, writing bad blank verse and searching endlessly for someone wonderful who would step out of the darkness and change my life. It never crossed my mind that that person could be me.

Early on, if I was alone two three nights in a row, I'd start writing poems about suicide.

Sorrow has a name, and its name is loneliness. Sorrow has a shape, and its shape is absence. Sorrow is a sickness like any other.

You know our Alice. She plays hide-and-seek but sometimes forgets to ask someone to look for her.

Please, I know nothing of the world, except my father is lost in it.

Y allí se quedó la vieja y malvada Bruja, durante mucho, muchísimo tiempo. —¿Ha salido alguna vez? —Todavía no.

The wind was picking up, and the Scarecrow shivered.

He was hungry without yet knowing that hunger could be slaked by food; he was lonely without yet knowing that loneliness could be slaked, too.

The only home for an exile is exile.

What condition is that? I've been in this condition my whole life," Liir answered. "It's the only condition I know. Bitter love, loneliness, contempt for corruption, blind hope. It's where I live. A permanent state of bereavement. This is nothing new.

In fact, for both men and women—and this finding struck me as highly significant—the most reliable predictor of not being lonely is the amount of contact with women. Time spent with men doesn't make a difference.

Keep in mind that to avoid loneliness, many people need both a social circle and an intimate attachment. Having just one of two may still leave you feeling lonely.

the most reliable predictor of not being lonely is the amount of contact with women. Time spent with men doesn't make a difference. Learning about this research made a difference in my attitude toward Jamie. I love him with all my heart

Everything in your world has vanished. You have no money, no job, and no hope of finding one. That's how it is for thousands of people here. Please don't forget that feeling.

its cold immensity mocking us as we lunged away into the dark curvaceous violence of the sea.

Now you are walking in Paris all alone in the crowd As herds of bellowing buses drive by Love's anguish tightens your throat As if you were never to be loved again If you lived in the old days you would enter a monastery You are ashamed when you discover yourself reciting a prayer You make fun of yourself and like the fire of Hell your laughter crackles The sparks of your laugh gild the depths of your life It's a painting hanging in a dark museum And sometimes you go and look at it close up