Quotes About Loneliness

Worse, this vast sense of loss … without the ability to trust – anyone. Without that, what do I see in the life awaiting me? Naught but solitude, and thus, nothing of value.

The sky cares nothing for you, dear one. The stars don't even see you.

Closing in a noose around her neck, the sound blocked the outside world – its air, its light.

He strode down the empty street, cleaving the low-lying mists that swirled like incandescent cloaks in the gaslight.

I am done with this world, for I am alone in it. Alone.

See him. In the eternity before dawn. When among mortals courage is at its weakest, when fear sinks talons on the threshold and will not let go. When one awakens to such loneliness as to twist a moan from the chest. But then... you feel it, breath catching. You feel it. You are not alone. The Watch stands guard.

Some people invite awe whether they like it or not. Such people come to be very lonely. Lonely in themselves, Sha'ik

This endless howl no one else even hears.

You damned fool, woman. Look at me. I'm alone. Once, I wasn't in a hurry to change that. And then, one day I woke up, and it was too late. Now, alone gives me my only peace, but it ain't a pleasant peace. You two loved each other - any idea how rare and precious that is? You broke yourself and broke him too, I'd think. Listen to me - go find him, Apsalar. Find him and hold onto him - now whose ego tortures itself, eh? There you are, thinking that change can only go one way.

It's rare you'll find a mage with a pleasant past

She seemed doomed ever to open her arms to the wrong lover, to love fully yet never be so loved in return. It made her pathetic stock in this retinue of squandered opportunities that scrawled out the history of a clumsy life.

Who was Harllo? The man walked to his horse and swung himself into the saddle. He collected the reins. 'I'm not sure,' he said after a moment's consideration. 'The way it started, well, it seemed . . .' he hesitated, and then said, 'he was a boy nobody loved.

And now he was full of words, full of thoughts that had nowhere to go. He imagined that this was what it meant to be lonely. An entire inner world with no way out, no audience or witnesses. If there was beauty in there, none could see it. If there was torment, no one could hear the cries for help.

It's the last gift. I am done with this world, for I am alone in it. Alone.

I thought they were meant to leave one another - not me.

It's deeply disturbing to think about how many people in the world are dying inside, screaming for someone, anyone, to care, reaching out again and again, sometimes to the hand that slaps them, because, all too often, without that hand they have nothing at all.

God can handle all your needs, mend the heart that hurts and bleeds, give the lonely something true that changes lives and makes them new. Jesus heals the fractured soul, makes it breathe, makes it whole, gives us hope when hope is gone, breaks the darkness, offers dawn, to all who follow, all who dare— the door is open, love is there.

It seemed funny that one day I would go to bed in her arms and the next not feel anything, like a switch had gone off. But no, that wasn't honest either. This had been building for a long time. Our silences were getting longer. Our arguments more frequent. How do you stay with someone when there are no dreams to build? No purpose to accomplish? No meaning? No meaning —that was the monster that drove us away from one another in the end. Always.

If asked the Minotaur might say that he thinks gravity pulls harder at night. That the whole earth, on its wobbly axis, whips quicker through a sunless sky. It sure feels that way. But nobody is going to ask.

A man without human contact is a man without aid, without hope, without life.

I'm living on a one-way, dead-end street. I don't know how I got there.

When I was a kid we had a quicksand box. I was an only child, eventually.

A friend of mine once sent me a post card with a picture of the entire planet Earth taken from space. On the back it said, 'Wish you were here.

When I was a kid we had a sandbox. It was a quicksand box. I was an only child...eventually.