Quotes About Loneliness

I've spent my whole life in airports. I don't come home but every two and a half months, which is pretty crazy.

As a DJ you spend a lot of time on your own, in airports, away from friends, away from your home. That can have a big impact.

I can walk down the street all day and people look at me, but they don't talk to me or stop me.

I became a people-watcher when I lost all my friends when I was 12.

It smote me to the heart that I had found no one in all the world who loved me more than all others.

It's really not fun to have seen a movie that you want to talk about, and you can't find anyone else who's seen it.

An' this house just ain't no home, Anytime she goes away.

I don't have many Hollywood friends anyway; I thought with my ability I didn't need to make those kind of relationships, but maybe I should have done. Might have made my life easier!

I've never really fit in anywhere.

My apartment looks like no one lives in it.

It's important to me to create archetypes of human experiences and make them so that the song has a sense of purpose when you experience those emotions. You know, just making people feel like they're not alone.

I've done arenas, and sometimes it feels like you're the only one in the room.

You can't put abandonment and alienation under arrest.

it is God without mankind

What do you do, gentlemen, when you place a man in solitude? You isolate him.

If you pay court to a young girl whose existence is a compound of loneliness, despair, and poverty, and who has no suspicion that she will come into a fortune, good Lord! it is quint and quatorze at piquet;

Y el silencio fue tan fúnebre para su corazón siempre aterrado, que la espalda se le heló de horrible presentimiento.

What keeps this boy going...is the intense feeling of not wanting to be alone.

When a man was alone too much, he had only himself to look into, and what he found there was all manner of darkness.

I could use the company but I can't go through the pain of getting it.

Just when you've overcome the grief, you realise you are left with the loneliness.

Henry believes he knows exactly when the ninety-four-year-old woman in the neighbouring apartment dies. He hears her turn off. Until now he has not been able to distinguish her from her appliances – her washing machine, her vacuum cleaner, her radiators, her television. But the moment she gives up the ghost he detects the cessation of a noise of which he was not previously aware. A hum, was it? A whirr? Impossible to say. There is no word for the sound a life makes.

Could that be why Treslove so often found himself alone? Was he protecting himself against the companioned happiness he longed for because he dreaded how he would feel when it was taken from him?

Look at the Sad Lonely People Who Didn't Join a Book Group,