Quotes About Loneliness

Cómo puede una reina ser a la vez una bruja buena y una bruja mala? ¿Cómo puede un príncipe ser a la vez un asesino y un salvador? ¿Cómo puede un boticario tener un carácter del demonio pero ser recto en sus principios? ¿Cómo puede un párroco tener malos pensamientos y un buen corazón? ¿Cómo es posible que los hombres invisibles estén más solos cuando consiguen que todo el mundo los vea?

I'm too busy repeatedly counting ketchup bottles and wishing I was dead, wishing I was dead, wishing I was dead, wishing I was dead.

She can smell him now, a smudge of unwashed skin, poverty, extreme loneliness. She takes the can, still holding his hand, unrolling it, running a finger across its weathered palm.

The monster showed up just after midnight. As they do. Conor

And so he waited by himself, leaning against a stone wall away from the other kids as they squealed and laughed and looked at their phones as if nothing in the world was wrong, as if nothing in the whole entire universe could ever happen to them.

Los humanos son animales complicados [...]. ¿Cómo puede una reina ser a la vez una bruja buena y una bruja mala? ¿Cómo puede un príncipe ser a la vez un asesino y un salvador? ¿Cómo puede un boticario tener un carácter del demonio pero ser recto en sus principios? ¿Cómo puede un párroco tener malos pensamientos y buen corazón? ¿Cómo es posible que hombres invisibles estén más solos cuando consiguen que todo el mundo los vea?

Here is the boy, running. Here was the boy, drowning.

Cómo es posible que los hombres invisibles estén más solos cuando consiguen que todo el mundo los vean?

But what good is being smart when you speak words and no one hears the ones you mean?

Although doesn't really matter how many time you do it: you think it's going to make your life less lonely, but it never does.

Poor critter, Doc thought. Marooned here like Robinson Crusoe. And we're the cannibal savages.

I know," she said. "You have a stone in your heart, and some days it's so heavy there is nothing to be done. But you don't have to be alone for it. You should have come to me. I understand.

Then I felt something inside me break and music began to pour out into the quiet. My fingers danced; intricate and quick they spun something gossamer and tremulous into the circle of light our fire had made. The music moved like a spiderweb stirred by a gentle breath, it changed like a leaf twisting as it falls to the ground, and it felt like three years Waterside in Tarbean, with a hollowness inside you and hands that ached from the bitter cold.

It's a shame you left without a word, you know. She was just beginning to trust you before that. Before you got angry. Before you ran off. Just like every other man in her life. Lusting after her, full of sweet words, then just walking away. Leaving her alone. Good thing she's used to it by now, isn't it? Otherwise you might have hurt her. Otherwise you just might have broken that poor girl's heart

I guess I'm destined to be loveless

Some places had names. Some places changed, or they were shy about their names. Some places had no names at all, and that was always sad. It was one thing to be private. But to have no name at all? How horrible. How lonely.

Sleep met him like a lover in an empty bed.

Deberías de sentir lástima por él, hijo. Mañana nos iremos, pero él tendrá que convivir consigo mismo hasta el día de su muerte.

I realized how common this feeling is. I've had person after person tell me that they empathize with Auri. That they know where she's coming from. I didn't expect that. I cannot help but wonder how many of us walk through our lives, day after day, feeling slightly broken and alone, surrounded all the time by others who feel exactly the same way.

I guess I'm doomed to die loveless.

muchos recorremos nuestro camino, día tras día, sintiéndonos ligeramente dañados y solos, y que estamos siempre rodeados de otras personas que se sienten exactamente igual que nosotros.

Losing Foxen was bad. It would leave her blind and lonely in the dark. Being trapped beneath the pipes and choking out her life was awful too. But neither of those things were wrong.

Pero all no había nadie que pudiera ver cómo secedió todo. Y no había ningún Dios que guiara la rueda. Solo estaba yo.

It's not their fault that the world is full of hard choices and hunger and loneliness," she said. "What can you expect of people when demons are their neighbors?