Quotes About Loneliness

In the brain's world, better to have a negative bond than the existential death of no bond at all. And

We are never lonely because we have lost contact with others. We are lonely because we have lost contact with ourselves.

THERE IS NOTHING lonelier than a cat who has been loved, at least for a while, and then abandoned on the side of the road.

Most of the time I go around feeling like an old man on roller skates.

It's amazing how lonely a place where you were once happy can become.

After all, no one ever sought out her company, or tried to catch her eye. She could stand directly in front of a grand lord or lady, or even a tray-bearing footman, and more likely than not, she wouldn't be noticed.

Why does this keep happening to me? Everybody I care about leaves me.

If we can find a purpose for accepting his cross as Jesus Christ accepted his own then one will never feel alone.

Or will she appear down below, a pale blinking girl in the dark lake of the parking lot?

I felt like the echo instead of the sound.

If there's nobody left, even if the real world is saved, I will be destroyed... So please don't die. Please don't go away anymore... -Lenalee Lee

He feels sadness more acturely than others do. He's reached his limit, but…he puts on a smile and goes out alone. He's that kind of idiot. So I'm sure he's alone now!

The worst feeling is saying you're ok, holding back the tears; pretending to be a happy person; while dying on the inside."

He wasn't afraid to die. He was afraid to die alone.

The man on the porch seemed to have brought his own clouds.

I suffered like this ever since I was born. I was ignored by everyone, forgotten, told I was not needed... I lived like the bugs underneath a rock... Know! Know my pain!

Détaché de ses amarres, son cœur flottait à la dérive dans la ciel.

Imaginary friends often leave without warning.

He could be alone with her, but it was difficult learning to be alone without her.

Becky walked to the sea late in the day, trod barefoot among the tumbled blocks of stone that lined the foreshore, smelling the old harsh smell of salt, hearing the water slap and chuckle while from high above came the endless sinister trickling of the cliffs. Into her consciousness stole, maybe for the first time, the sense of loneliness; an oppression born of the gentle miles of summer water, the tall blackness of the headlands, the fingers of the stone ledges pushing out into the sea.

They are the only people in the world who I can truly trust and rely on. Touring gets really lonely. I guess I have friends around me but when you're paying them can they ever really be true friends?

Lonesome creates diseases that friendship cures.

but the fact we knew less seemed to suit us better. Now we know everything and talk to nobody.

he would awake from those dreams with an overpowering sadness and the familiar knowledge that this deprivation could not be alleviated without the risk of further betrayal and the eventual certainty of absolute erasure. Both pains were too extreme to face again. Better, it seemed, just to let his soul die slowly, bit by lonely bit.