Quotes About Loneliness

My brothers and sisters started having children at a very early age, and I was just there all alone at one point, like, 'What do I do?' And I thought the only thing I can do is create mine, make my family, and I did that.

Veterans often need medical and psychological assistance, and often, for them, it is hard to ask for help, but we want them to know they are not alone.

I didn't have any vices before the Internet. There are a lot of cracks in the day, moments where you don't know what to do next, so you have a little hole where you look at your phone. You want something that will mean you're not alone in that moment.

When I was coming out of depression, I made one random video. It wasn't funny or anything, but just the idea that people I didn't know were watching it made me feel less alone than I'd felt in a long time.

For now, I'm just going to hang out with these two smoking hotties and fly privately around the world. It might be lonely up here, but I sure like the view.

You have no chose but to assume it's your fault, that you're unlovable. And the feeling wraps around you until it becomes a prison, and you find yourself barricading that doors against anyone who wants to come in.

I've been exactly that lonly. You're not connected to anything. Some nights it feels like you're dying by the hour. You're so desperate you can't even attract the kind of person you once swore you'd never settle for.

You Hathaways would find it impossible to understand what it's like to be brought up in isolation, by people who don't give a damn about you. You have no choice but to assume it's your fault, that you're unlovable. And that feeling wraps around you until it becomes a prison, and you find yourself barricading the doors against anyone who wants to come in.

Dressed in her white gown, with only a light sheet to cover her legs, she looked as small as a child as she lay alone in her bed. She was dying, Zachary thought numbly, and he could not seem to think of what would happen afterward. For him there would be no hopes, no expectations, no future pleasure or happiness, as if his own life would end when hers did.

If loneliness was a choice, what was the other option? To settle for second-best and try to be happy with that? And was that fair to the person you settled for?

The problem is, I'm not sure I'm ready for anything. Everything you're supposed to do when you grow up. Move away from home, buy your own food and groceries, get married, have children. Sometimes even the easy part of all that seems impossible to me. And then I wonder what will happen ten, twenty years from now. Will I be a fifty-year-old adolescent, completely alone, still sponging off whatever family I've got left?

She'd gone into the glass booth of the station to pay and the young man behind the counter was reading Anna Karenina and he turned the book over on the counter regretfully. She saw the big Russian saga drain out of his eyes as he took her in...she had watched as the gas attendant dragged himself from a cold night in Russia, full of passion and big fireplaces and lust. Back into the cold, lonely night of St. John's to take Helen's debit card, and she had felt motherly.

while being alone sucks, losing someone you care about is far worse. 

I'm angry at Chris. I'm hurt. "Well, you know what I fear? This is my fear. This moment when, once again, you shut me out and I'm alone. If you were going to leave me alone, you should have walked away before now, when I still knew how to breathe without you.

only person I have left in this world is also missing. Gio

It was an intensely lonely moment, like all of eighth grade condensed into one claustrophobic second.

My heart is empty & my life has no value anymore. Each moment a thousand tears.

Things could be worse is wearing thin. I'm exhausted. I'm confused. I am effectively talking to the air.

This music of old age…it isn't made for dancing. It's so…lonely. You're a burden to everyone.

Come about five minutes from now, you'll be stranded like a horned toad

To look at me now, you would think I'd never understood the secret. This music of old age...it isn't made for dancing. It's so...lonely. You're a burden to everyone.

Someone was always leaving and never coming back. The wooden houses wait like old wives along this road; they are everywhere, abandoned, leaning, turning gray.

What happened is, we grew lonely living among the things, so we gave the clock a face, the chair a back, the table four stout legs which will never suffer fatigue.

What happened is, we grew lonely living among the things