Quotes About Loneliness

Half an ear cocked, something in me, all night, every night, is waiting for you to come home.

Here, far from our homes, we will be forgotten by our gods.

All the home I know is a hotel. Why, I don't even have a dog... I don't know the first thing about cooking or taking care of a house.

My father was never very friendly. When I was growing up, I thought the doorbell ringing was a signal to pretend you weren't home.

Everybody at home speaks mandarin except me.

I saw Sonora before me, so otherworldly, so desolate, some cast-out mistress on the pale blue planet, and longed suddenly to stay.

Honesty is such a lonely word. Everyone is so untrue.

Freedom is a lonely battle, but if the United States doesn't lead it - sometimes imperfectly, but mostly with honor - who will?

Instead of hiding your loneliness, bring it into the light. Honor it. Treat it. Heal it. You'll find that it returns the favor.

Dont ever lose hope. Even when life seems bleak and hopeless, know that you are not alone.

There is nothing so cruel in this world as the desolation of having nothing to hope for.

I know what it's like to not know where you're going or how to get there. I know what it's like to have no one around you who can teach you how to be what you hope to become.

We may look great on Instagram, but we're still lonely and depressed and anxiety-ridden. I hope, for the sake of our future generations, that our moral compass stays intact.

You were my hope during my days of loneliness, my anxiety during moments of doubt, my certainty during moments of faith.

I don't know who St. Valentine was, but I hope he died alone, surrounded by couples.

I worry that people will think that I have done what I've done just because I have access and resources. I hope people will know that I'm just as scared and lonely as anyone else!

Last night I dreamt that somebody loved me. No hope, no harm; just another false alarm.

I am not seeing myself in your eyes, I think someone has replaced me

. . . if there was a hope of comfort for any moment, the heart or head of no human being in this house could yield it . . .

I can't relate to 99% of humanity.

...she had come long ago to understand that loneliness was the curse of those who were free, even of all those who rose a little above the level of ordinary humanity.

Hostility comes from loneliness, from not seeing yourself like a drop falling into the ocean of humanity like everyone else.

She felt so human that he could barely carry on a conversation.

Humanity does not know where to go because no one is waiting for it: not even God.