Quotes About Loneliness

It seems that when you have cancer you are a brave battler against the disease, but when you have Alzheimer's you are an old fart. That's how people see you. It makes you feel quite alone.

but John Voelker, who met him when 'Anatomy of a Murder' was being shot in Michigan, viewed him through the clear eyes of a novelist and a judge and was struck by what he saw: 'I gradually felt drawn to him, not because I savor disillusion, but rather because I sensed that, in his case at least, '[his disillusion] masked great sensitivity and pride and even, however finely veiled, a vein of melancholy and loneliness.

Two people can be in the same room and still be gone.

All the lonely people, where do they all come from?

He's a real nowhere man, Sitting in his Nowhere Land, Making all his nowhere plans for nobody. Doesn't have a point of view, Knows not where he's going to, Isn't he a bit like you and me?

Where were you When everything was falling apart? All my days Were spent by the telephone That never rang And all I needed was a call That never came To the corner of First and Amistad. Lost and insecure You found me, you found me Lyin' on the floor Surrounded, surrounded Why'd you have to wait? Where were you? Where were you? Just a little late You found me, you found me.

Where were you? When everything was falling apart. All my days staying by the telephone. You never rang and all I needed was a call.

Have you ever felt a desert-like lonliness, facing all the lions, hyenas and snakes of your imagination, with no weapon, no partner, nothing but silent, ugly, harmful aloe vera plants all around you? Giving up will only means death, while fighting, means death too..

In the Grand Canyon, Arizona has a natural wonder which is in kind absolutely unparalleled throughout the rest of the world. I want to ask you to keep this great wonder of nature as it now is. I hope you will not have a building of any kind, not a summer cottage, a hotel or anything else, to mar the wonderful grandeur, the sublimity, the great loneliness and beauty of the canyon. Leave it as it is. You cannot improve on it. The ages have been at work on it, and man can only mar it.

There is in certain living souls a quality of loneliness unspeakable, so great it must be shared as company is shared by lesser beings. Such a loneliness is mine; so know by this that in immensity there is one lonelier than you.

Among the many things it meant was that even to loneliness there is an end, for those who are lonely enough, long enough.

Evelyn said, "What's it called when a person needs a … person … when you want to be touched and the … two are like one thing and there isn't anything else at all anywhere?" Alicia, who had read books, thought about it. "Love," she said at length. She swallowed. "It's a madness. It's bad.

The fear of loneliness has been like a ball and chain restraining ambition, as much of an obstacle to a full life as persecution, discrimination or poverty. Until the chain is broken, freedom, for many, will remain a nightmare.

How could I possibly gone this long without the touch of another human being? I've been living my life like a zombie

He sounded so lonely; he always had. It was so easy for him to fall into himself; she'd always had to work so hard to get him to stay in the world. He hid in his head, and it wasn't good for him, he was always so much happier when she would coax him out of there.

She was living in another dimension. It was lonely there. She

Imagine all human beings swept off the face of the earth, excepting one man. Imagine this man in some vast city, New York or London. Imagine him on the third or fourth day of his solitude sitting in a house and hearing a ring at the door-bell!

privilege is founded on duty, and if the horse carries the man, the animal is fed before the rider himself doth eat. Thus in certain respects the first comes last, and the greatest king is the loneliest.

I barricaded myself and stared out the window, without seeing anything but my own unhappiness.

Isolation is the sum total of wretchedness to a man.

To be cut off, to be left solitary; to have a world alien, not your world; all a hostile camp for you; not a home at all of hearts and faces who are yours, whose you are! It is the frightfullest enchantment; too truly a work of the Evil One. To have neither superior, nor inferior, nor equal, united manlike to you. Without father, without child, without brother. Man knows no sadder destiny.

a poor friendless child, apparently ten years old; but she seemed hunger bitten; and sufferings of that sort often make children look older than they are.

People would get up and leave so they would not have to sit anywhere near me.

I have already spent Christmas Eve and Christmas morning alone, missing my children, and crying because I have no family nearby.