Quotes About Loneliness

It was an odd thing to do, to stand in a street in the hope of seeing someone who hardly knew him, but he did not want to move.

I find myself writing protagonists who do feel pretty cut off from others but who want to make connections and aren't very good at it.

It's hard in L.A. not to go out, it gets lonely. Being an actress is lonely, and I never want to be alone. I hate sleeping alone.

My wife doesn't even want to spend 2 hours with me.

And I hear nothing because it's like the volume button has been turned down on our lives and nobody has anything to say anymore." "I want to be an adjective again. But I am a noun.

You shy, Francesca?" Javier asks me later on. I shake my head. "Not really." I'm just sad, I want to say. And I'm lonely.

What she mostly wanted, he learned, was the same thing many people want--someone to notice she was there.

No-man's land under snow is like the face of the moon: chaotic, crater ridden, uninhabitable, awful, the abode of madness.

I am now considered such a monster, that I hesitate to darken with my shadow, the doors of those I love, lest I should bring upon them misfortune.

When you are lonely, when you feel yourself an alien in the world, play Chess. This will raise your spirits and be your counselor in war

All through the night, men looked at the sky and were saddened by the stars.

One day that song stopped being on the outside of me and went deep inside. It was there all the time, especially when I was feeling particularly lonely.

Sometimes you need a friend really badly, but everyone's gone away for the day.

Nunca sabía cuál sería la próxima ocurrencia de su esposa. Lo hacía sentirse como el niño que nunca había sido. ¿Qué haría cuando ella se fuera? Se negaba a pensar en ello. Lo superaría y punto, tal como había hecho con todo lo demás. La vida lo había convertido en un solitario, y era así como le gustaba vivir.

But you've brought him happiness, Eponine; he is happy because of you — and that was my only comfort as I cried and cried, feeling so lonely, in my house of leaves.

But he was a hard man, Mrs Peters. Just to pass the time of day with him—(shivers) Like a raw wind that gets to the bone,

Mrs. Hale had not moved. "If there had been years and years of—nothing, then a bird to sing to you, it would be awful—still—after the bird was still.

It is a lonely existence to be a child with a disability which no-one can see or understand, you exasperate your teachers, you disappoint your parents, and worst of all you know that you are not just stupid.

I felt dead and sick inside.

lonely, very lonely to have a past no one else can share.

It's funny how you can be all alone and in danger and then a minute later feel totally safe, like you've never been lonely before.

I am not forsaken! I'm no longer alone in the darkness! Before my eyes I see a thousand little devils lighting black candles along the path which leads toward the edge...the blindingly beautiful edge.

I don't even recognize that life and the person living it from my spot on this bed.

the moment I opened up this once locked box of childhood good times, I also allowed all the pain of being deserted, alone, and friendless out too.