Quotes About Estrangement

Ce soir, ils te sont étrangers et sont étrangers l'un à l'autre ; l'atmosphère est grise : des grumeaux dans un liquide sale ; tout est raté. Et tu passes ta nuit avec ce poids sur le cÅ"ur, complètement dégoûté d'eux. Le lendemain matin, tu les trouves frais et réussis comme une pâtisserie bien faite. (p. 23)

Ahora eran extraños, no, peor que extraños, porque entre ellos no existía la posibilidad de que llegaran a ser amigos. Se trataba de un alejamiento perpetuo.

Estaba tan lejos de tus preocupaciones que te evadías no por el terror, sino por el fastidio.

In his failure Nhu had withdrawn so far into himself that in the end his face was a mask that no longer opened onto the real world.

They never liked me." "No, I don't suppose they did." "And Esperanza? Does she still refer to me as Queen Bitch?" "She hasn't so much as mentioned your name in seven years." That made her smile. "Like I'm Voldemort. In the Harry Potter books." "Yep, you're She-who-must-not-be-named." Myron

EMMA It was never intended to be the same kind of home. Was it? Pause. You didn't ever see it as a home, in any sense, did you? JERRY No, I saw it as a flat . . . you know. EMMA For fucking. JERRY No, for loving. EMMA Well, there's not much of that left, is there? Silence. JERRY I don't think we don't love each other. Pause. EMMA

The friendly relations Belle enjoyed with her neighbors when she first came to La Porte were not fated to last. "No one was a friend of hers," Louisa Diessl

I'll never forgive you for what you did to me. You cheated me, you've driven me out of my home and now I'm in a no-man's-land but good—there's no place for me any more in Maycomb, and I'll never be entirely at home anywhere else.

The further we traveled in the darkness, the more I began to feel estranged from my body. I couldn't see it, and after a while, you start to think the body is nothing but a hypothetical construct.

People have lost track of me before.

My divorce came to me as a complete surprise. That's what happens when you haven't been home in eighteen years.

Will sabía lo que era la soledad, entendía lo que era estar apartado del mundo en el que uno vive y ser un extraño entre tu propia gente. Will lo entendía. Will me entendía.

The ending can only start with the beginning and end with self estrangement, as to become once again his own/old self. This is why every man is a continuous ending.

A spiritual organization with a hierarchical structure can convey only the consciousness of estrangement, regardless of what teachings or deep inspirations are at its root.The structure itself reinforces the idea that some people are inherently more worthy than others.

Van realmente a tolerar ser descaradamente empujados a un lado, tolerar esa fría ignorancia, a la joven austríaca que se rodea de tipos desconocidos y mujeres dudosas, en vez de rodearse de la nobleza tradicional, asentada durante siglos? Los excluidos se arremolinan. Cada día, cada año aumentan sus filas. Y pronto por las desiertas ventanas de Versalles el odio de cien ojos mira hacia el despreocupado e ingenuo mundo de juegos de la reina.

Te puedes creer, querido, que no conozco ni diez calles de esta pequeña ciudad en la que viví dos años? Estaba dolida y quería estarlo

Forever I shall be a stranger to myself. In psychology as in logic, there are truths but no truth.

Coming to life as classics, they come to life as other than themselves; they are deprived of their antagonistic force, of the estrangement which was the very dimension of their truth.

Drastic change creates an estrangement from the self, and generates a need for a new birth of a new identity. And it perhaps depends on the way this need is satisfied whether the process of change runs smoothly or is attended with convulsions and explosions. Eric Hoffer The Temper of Our Time E

Drastic change creates an estrangement from the self, and generates a need for a new birth of a new identity.

My sister is a very peculiar lady. When we were young, I wasn't allowed to talk to her friends. Now I'm not allowed to talk to her children, nor are they permitted to see me. This is the nature of the lady. Doesn't bother me at all.

My sister and I may have been crafted of the same genetic clay, baked in the same uterine kiln, but we were disparate species, doomed never to love each other except blindly.

and she can't wait to get rid of me and she never wants to see me again as long as she lives.

I don't care about anyone, and the feeling is quite obviously mutual.