Quotes About Loneliness

And how can it be he's so in love with me? To grow up without love, and still have so much inside?

I've been happy alone and I've been unhappy without you. I never wanted to depend on anyone, or to let myself care so much I could be made unhappy. But I depend on you and I love you.

If you lost the love of your life, that's a nightmare.

If love drove people mad, what would lack of love do?

Love is just a hole in the wall.

Drying up in conversation You will be the one who cannot talk All your insides fall to pieces You just sit there wishing you could still make love.

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.

I don't have the luxury of having a dog myself because I travel too much, but I love walking and cuddling somebody else's dog.

Nothing else loves me, or ever will. Not even - especially - me. I know what I am and that is not a thing to love.

Loneliness is not being alone, It's loving others to no avail.

Love is just a shout in the void.

One of the greatest acts of courage is having to face every day of life feeling unloved.

Love... doesn't happen every day. It doesn't happen at all for some people

Let him love none and be by none beloved!

Why would you stick someone you love down in a lonely hole in the dirt? Where it's cold, and dirty, and full of bugs?

I don't say I'm not magnetic to try and sound self-deprecating. I'm just not. Though I actually love people. I would like to meet more people. I know no one.

Because I have been lonely, I value love.

I want people to understand and recognize that when it comes to dating, you're not as crazy as you think you are. Everyone needs love. We need it like air or water. We just don't know how to get it.

Hell was waking up alone, the sheets wet with your tears and your seed, knowing the woman you had dreamed of would never come back to you.

I have not loved the world, nor the world me.

My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits of love are gone; The worm, the canker, and the grief, Are mine alone!

In the presence of their love I sensed my lonliness, and I understood for a moment, clearly, that deep and basic human desire for companionship at depth.

When the end comes, dark and hungry I'll be alone, love When the end comes, black and starving I'll say good-bye, love.-from Golden Tongue: The Poems of Steven Slaughter

Many love me, but by none am I enough beloved.