Quotes About Loneliness

Although I was raised with love, I was always lonely.

Se acabó! dijo Max, y envió a los monstruos a la cama sin cenar. Y Max, el rey de todos los monstruos se sintió solo y quería estar donde alguien lo quisiera más que a nadie. Entonces desde el otro lado del mundo lo envolvió un olor de comida rica y ya no quiso ser el rey del lugar donde viven los monstruos.

No one is as real to me as people in the novel. It grows like a living thing. When I realize they do not exist except in my mind I have a feeling of sadness, looking around for them, as if the half-empty cafe were a place I had once come to with friends who had all moved away.

I have nothing and no one but you, and you're useless. That's not a personal commentary. It's a statement of fact.

She was utterly alone to-night in the midst of a vast indifference.

For ever stranded on the isle of an enchantress who would have nothing to do with him!

Turn on the TV," he'd say. "What are you seeing? People selling their products? No. People selling the fear of you having to live without their products." Fuckin' A, was he right. Fear of aging, fear of loneliness, fear of poverty, fear of failure. Fear is the most basic emotion we have. Fear is primal. Fear sells. That was my mantra. "Fear sells.

fear is the most valuable commodity in the universe." That blew me away. "Turn on the TV," he'd say. "What are you seeing? People selling their products? No. People selling the fear of you having to live without their products." Fuckin' A, was he right. Fear of aging, fear of loneliness, fear of poverty, fear of failure. Fear is the most basic emotion we have. Fear is primal. Fear sells. That was my mantra. "Fear sells." When

fear is the most valuable commodity in the universe." That blew me away. "Turn on the TV," he'd say. "What are you seeing? People selling their products? No. People selling the fear of you having to live without their products." Fuckin' A, was he right. Fear of aging, fear of loneliness, fear of poverty, fear of failure. Fear is the most basic emotion we have. Fear is primal. Fear sells.

Wenn ich so allein bin, siehst du, und mich an alles erinnere, das ist das Schlimmste, daß man allein nicht darüber lachen kann, oder dann ist es nur so ein böses und bitteres Lachen, so daß man später über genau die gleichen Dinge doch wieder heult.

I stand still so as not to hear steps in my apartment, steps that are after all only my own. The whole thing isn't tragic, merely tiresome. You can't wish yourself good night . . . Is that a reason for marrying?

Wenn ich so allein bin, siehst du, und mich an alles erinnere, das ist das Schlimme, daß man allein nicht darüber lachen kann, oder dann ist es nur so ein böses und bitteres Lachen, so daß man später über genau die gleichen Dinge doch wieder heult (S. 173).

I can't have feelings all the time. Being alone is the only possible condition for me, since I don't want to make a woman unhappy, and women have a tendency to become unhappy. Being alone isn't always fun, you can't always be in form.

This is the loneliest point in history. The last moment of true abandonment. From here on, abandonment is nothing more than a myth. And loneliness? A choice.

One study found that loneliness is as dangerous to one's health as smoking fifteen cigarettes a day. It can lead to dementia or Alzheimer's

In our loneliest moments the One who formed our "inmost being and knitted us together in the womb" offers us a friendship, a nearness unlike any other. God created our inmost and our outermost beings. He knows us emotionally, physically, and mentally better than anyone else.

El Señor está cerca! No estás solo. Tal vez te sientes solo. Puedes pensar que estás solo. Sin embargo, no existe ningún momento en el que enfrentes la vida sin ayuda. Dios está cerca.

I am starved for tenderness and that is what is the matter with me and has been the matter with me for months

Some women would be better off alone, but they feel they've got to get hold of someone to prove they're worth while," she said, sweeping the air with her arm and clapping her fist into her palm. If they do decide to be alone, part of their loneliness will come from outside, rather than inside. Society will pity them, look down on them.

For a little while it is as if my nakedness were clothed in love. But then, when I come back, I shiver in my isolation, and must face again and try to tame the loneliness. The house is no friend when I walk in. Only Punch gives a welcoming scream; there are no flowers. A smell of stale tobacco, unopened windows, my life waiting for me somewhere, asking to be created again.

Now it threatens to wreck what I care for most—to drive me back into a solitude that has, since I have been in love for a year and a half, ceased to be fruitful, become loneliness instead.

I have longed for one person with whom everything could be shared, but I am slowly making my peace with the knowledge that this will never happen.

I shiver in my isolation, and must face again and try to tame my loneliness.

Of all the needs (there are none imaginary) a lonely child has, the one that must be satisfied, if there is going to be hope and a hope of wholeness, is the unshaking need for an unshakable God. My pretty Black brother was my Kingdom Come.