Quotes About Loneliness

At an age when most children are playing hopscotch or with their dolls,you, poor child, who had no friends or toys, you toyed with dreams of murder, because that is a game to play alone.

I shall never sleep again. But then—how shall I endure my own company?

These young people amaze me; drinking their coffee, they tell clear, plausible stories. If you ask them what they did yesterday, they don't get flustered; they tell you all about it in a few words. If I were in their place, I'd start stammering. It's true that for a long time now nobody has bothered how I spend my time. When you live alone, you even forget what it is to tell a story : plausibility disappears at the same time as friends.

You don't put your past in your pocket; you have to have a house. I have only my body: a man entirely alone, with his lonely body, cannot indulge in memories; they pass through him. I shouldn't complain: all I wanted was to be free.

Perhaps it is impossible to understand one's own face. Or perhaps it is because I am a single man? People who live in society have learned how to see themselves in mirrors as they appear to their friends. I have no friends. Is that why my flesh is so naked?

He takes a few dazed steps, the waiters turn out the lights and he slips into unconsciousness: when this man is lonely he sleeps.

When she is alone in the rooms I hear her humming to keep herself from thinking.

Je ne peux plus rien d'autre. Je ne les entends plus, tu sais. C'est sans doute qu'ils en ont fini avec moi. Fini: l'affaire est classée, je ne suis plus rien sur terre, même plus un lâche. Inès, nous voilà seuls: il n'y a plus que vous deux pour penser à moi. Elle ne compte pas. Mais toi, toi qui me hais, si tu me crois, tu me sauves.

Un hombre que está solo es hermoso. - Tan hermoso que enseguida da ganas de hacerle compañía. Y desde entonces deja de estar solo: así es el mundo.

How far away from them I feel, up on this hill. It seems to me that I belong to another species.

We stay silent for a moment. Evening is coming on; I can hardly make out the pale spot of her face. Her black dress melts with the shadow which floods the room. I pick up my cup mechanically, there's a little tea left in it and I bring it to my lips. The tea is cold. I want to smoke but I don't dare. I have the terrible feeling that we have nothing more to say to one another.

Ä°nsan?n kendi yüzünü anlayabilmesi belki de elinde deÄŸil. Belki de tek ba??ma yaÅŸad???m için böyle oluyor. Topluluk içinde yaÅŸayanlar, kendilerini, arkadaÅŸlar?na nas?l görünüyorlarsa aynalarda t?pk? öyle görmeyi öÄŸrenmiÅŸlerdir. Benim arkada??m yok. Tenimin bunca ç?plak olmas? acaba bu yüzden mi? Buna insans?z... evet insans?z doÄŸa denilebilir.

If you're lonely when you're alone, you're in bad company." – Jean-Paul Sartre

Partiye girme karar?n? vermeden önce öyle korkunç bir yaln?zl?k duyuyordum ki, can?ma k?ymay? bile düÅŸünmüÅŸtüm. Bu iÅŸten caymam?n nedeni ölümümden kimsenin duygulanmayaca??, ölümde, hayatta olduÄŸumdan daha yaln?z olaca??m? düÅŸünmemdir.

Perhaps it is impossible to understand one's own face. Or perhaps it is because I am a single man? People who live in society have learned how to see themselves in mirrors as they appear to their friends. I have no friends. Is that why my flesh is so naked? You might say--yes, you might say, nature without humanity.

I've dropped out of their hearts like a little sparrow fallen from its nest.

Non ci si può mettere il passato in tasca; bisogna avere una casa per sistemarvelo. Io non possiedo che il mio corpo; un uomo completamente solo, col suo corpo soltanto, non può fermare i ricordi, gli passano attraverso. Non dovrei lagnarmi: il mio solo desiderio è stato d'esser libero.

I am alone now. Not quite alone. Hovering in front of me is still this idea. It has rolled itself into a ball, it stays there like a large cat; it explains nothing, it does not move, and contents itself with saying no.

I marvel at these young people: drinking their coffee, they tell clear, plausible stories. If they are asked what they did yesterday, they aren't embarrassed: they bring you up to date in a few words. If I were in their place, I'd fall over myself. It's true that no one has bothered about how I spend my time for a long while. When you live alone you no longer know what it is to tell something: the plausible disappears at the same time as the friends.

Usted podrá juzgarlo, señor. Antes de tomar esa decisión me sentía tan espantosamente solo que pensé en el suicidio. Lo que me contuvo fue la idea de que nadie, absolutamente nadie se conmovería con mi muerte, que estaría aún más solo en la muerte que en la vida.

Guys like us, that work on ranches, are the loneliest guys in the world

At school I'd want to be so small that nobody could see me, and so my work depicts and reflects me - what it felt like to grow up in a world of pain.

I tend to be not my own best company. I can get a little lost when - if I don't have my work to occasionally focus me.

Writing is not the easiest way to make a living. Your work long hours, usually all by yourself. It is not a way to make money.