Quotes About Loneliness

Nunca me ha gustado nadie y e da miedo la gente.

How could she ever understand that there isn't any way I could be disappointed, since I no longer find anything worth looking forward to.

En cuanto me di cuenta de que estaba completamente solo comprendí, sólo entonces, que tenía problemas graves. Mi actitud nostálgica con respecto a la fama y las drogas -el placer de comadecerme a mí mismo- se había transformado en tristeza y el futuro ya no me parecía ni remotamente plausible. Solamente una cosa parecía correr hacia mí: una negrura, una tumba, el final

will eventually find myself an isolated misanthrope

The old man wasn't quite gone yet. His lungs gurgled. Rudy was hungry. He checked the refrigerator and found a recent deli bag of sliced turkey. He sat on the bed, finished the turkey, and watched the traffic crawling on the street outside as he waited for Keyes to die.

It requires a desperate and lonely sort of courage to challenge the accepted wisdom upon which social peace of mind rests.

I should never have loved him . . I should never love anyone because it ends up being worse than being alone.

I close my eyes.. think of how beautiful it would be if someone came to find me.. if I froze in the snow with angel wings pressed into the ground.. my lips a pretty purple-blue.. my eyelids pink and my skin pale.. how beautiful they would say I was.. how perfect.

Consolation is about sharing loneliness and making it bearable.

I mean, what's the sense in being a hero when there's no one left to save? Oh

Please not to laugh at me. God must matter terribly to men when they are lying bleeding to death in the snow. The memory of the laughter of friends and the tinkle of glasses doesn't help them when one is alone for the last time in pain and with final knowledge of the purpose of life.

Dostoyevsky described hell as perhaps nothing more than a room with a chair in it. This room has several chairs. A young man sits in one.

But this time of the year she was in her vaults, underground, and here she resided alone, spending most of her life in darkness, like a tongue

What happened after my best friend left is that I couldn't make friends anymore, or I could make them but I couldn't enjoy them, I couldn't relate to them.

Over all this lay Hoppie's dictum: First with the head and then with the heart. Winning was something you worked at intellectually, emotion clouds the mind and is its natural enemy. This made for a loneliness which often let me aching to share an emotion but equally afraid that if I did so I would reveal a weakness which could later be used against me.

I felt clean, all the bone-beaked loneliness birds banished, their rocky nests turned to river stones. Cool, clear water bubbled over them, streams in the desert.

Remember that yours is not the only heart that may be wishing for love.

She didn't want to have anything to do with the party. She was tired of feeling like she didn't fit in, but she didn't want to go home, either, because she was a tired of being lonely and she was a little drunk.

Have I become the girl who waits by the phone, hoping it will ring, who asks a friend to dial her number to make sure the phone is working?

I was not meant for this world. I don't know. All I know is, I love, and I am not loved. I do not know happiness. I know despair, loneliness, and longing.

Ah'd rather be silly old fool than a lonely old woman you see.

Being lonely isn't about wanting to be with other people—it's about wanting to be with people who really care about you.

I think that when people get lonely, they try to find someone to blame. But there isn't really anyone to blame. It just takes a long time to find the right person.

So there's a spiral death trap of dating. When you're with someone, you look happy and relaxed, and thus, a lot more people than you need are attracted to you. When you're sulky and alone, no one is attracted to you, and thus, you stay sulky and alone.