Quotes About Loneliness

And God stepped out on space, and He looked around and said: I'm lonely - I'll make me a world.

We're gypsies in the palace, he's left us here alone. The order of the Sleepless Knights will now assume the throne. We ain't got no money, we ain't got no right, But we're gypsies in the palace, we got it all tonight.

Met jou was ik gewoon blank, zonder jou ben ik gebroken wit.

In the dark night of the soul, it is always three A.M.

There ain't nothing wrong with being alone, which is what I am, or what I have been. It's when it turns to loneliness, when you get to feeling blue about it all, that you're in trouble. There's the problem, loneliness.

He asks me if I'd like to see the apartment and I say 'Anytime,' and he says, 'Sure, why don't you come up now, then?' I can't think of a reason not to. There's nothing waiting for me at home but my refrigerator, my laptop, and death.

I love the idea of solitude being a gift. I think we can be afraid of being lonely, but if you figure out a way to own it and see it as a treasure and a pleasure and a joy, then it can be quite comforting.

I've never been in love. Isn't that shame? Not knowing how it feels like.

How would you like it if someone you cared about just disappeared on you?

She had done everything he wanted, and tonight it didn't matter. He was the man who preferred the empty room all along. Not these things, not these children, not her. He wanted his steak and his wine and his Scotch, and a young waitress he could bully to bring it to him, and after that, where he slept didn't matter.

I'm bad on Valentine's Day, but even worse on Christmas. I go shopping at nine o'clock on December 24th every year. Nobody else is there. I'm in Toys'R'Us all by myself. I get there five minutes before closing.

It has been speculated that Poe's obsession with premature burial was due to necrophilia or that he used it as a metaphor for loneliness--- a sentient corpse buried alive by his unfeeling peers in the unfathomable tomb of the universe.

What troubled Father Henri was that Arn's apparently unwarranted worries might actually be expressing something else, a great loneliness.

t is a lonely washin' that hasn't a man's shirt in it.

Love is an actual need, an urgent requirement of the heart," he read aloud from an old essay on marriage that he found in his files. "Every properly constituted human being who entertains an appreciation of loneliness...and looks forward to happiness and content feels the necessity of loving. Without it, life is unfinished...

maar in die halfdonkerte daar sien sy niks anders as verwaarlosing nie.

I dreamed night after night that everyone in the world was dead excepting myself, and that upon me rested the responsibility of making a wagon wheel.

Houses! I hate houses. I like public places. Houses break your heart.

Only criminals and madmen walk into Central Park after midnight...or, occasionally, an actor. (Dark City Lights)

I'm a very brave person. I can go to North Vietnam, I can challenge my government, but I can't challenge the man I'm with if means I'm going to end up alone.

She wanted to take his hand. Her hardest task now as she grew older in the Ministry was to deal with her longing to be touched - hugged, stroked by anyone, any human being - a friend, a lover, a child or even (and here she scented danger) a servant. Of either sex. She prayed about it, asking that God's encircling arms would bring comfort. They did not

I want someone who will adore me so much that they cannot even walk past me without touching me in some way. I want someone who will worship me, even when.. I'm sitting around in fluffy slippers with no makeup on and hair scraped back. I'm sick and tired of being on my own. Most of the time I'm fine. Some of the time I even quite enjoy it. But at this precise moment in time I'm fed up with it. I've had enough..

Every time my dreams threaten to become reality, something always happens and I end up alone.

I knew that we were two humans, that's all, two humans walking around blindly in the night, looking for a warm hand.