Quotes About Estrangement

A deterioration has occurred to the fabric of the world, the world that does not belong to her as she has been told. Again and again and again. She is prohibited from entering. From now on life will seem less and less like life.

Perhaps nobody knows anybody..It was a terrifying thought: like the alone. That you could know people well, and know them again the following year, and then know them more...and yet remain strangers forever.

The mutual distrust between the men who were just awakened and those who were ending a long night gave everyone a feeling of estrangement.

Between himself and her there was that kind of division which is more insurmountable than enmity; for estrangements produced by good judgment will last when those of feeling break down in smiles. Not the lovers who part in passion, but the lovers who part in friendship, are those who most frequently part forever.

Nada hay más extraño ni más delicado que la relación de las personas que sólo se conocen de vista, que se encuentran y se observan cada día, a todas horas, y, no obstante, se ven obligadas, ya sea por convencionalismo social o por capricho propio, a fingir una indiferente extrañeza y a no intercambiar saludo ni palabra alguna.

Man's estrangement from the mythical realm and the subsequent shrinking of his existence to the mere factual—that is the major cause of mental illness.

Now, when she felt so deeply connected to him, they were finally estranged.

He felt himself falling into a state, very common when he was younger, of being totally cut off from the society he was in.

Bellamy thought, he is beginning to avoid me, my presence embarrasses him, my problems irritate him. I am becoming an unperson.

The presence of so many things which ought to have delighted her and been her friends brought home to Moy how little delight she could now feel and how alienated she now was from all the beings to which she had once felt so close.

Depois de sumir, o melhor é continuar assim; voltar é se rematerializar na loucura alheia.

An invisible border arose between the parts of the house occupied by Esteban Trueba and those occupied by his wife. In response to Clara's imagination and the requirements of the moment, the noble, seigniorial architecture began sprouting all sorts of extra little rooms, staircases, turrets, and terraces...the big house on the corner soon came to resemble a labyrinth.

Clara no volvió a hablar a su marido nunca más en su vida.

O friends, I pray tonight, Keep not your kisses for my dead cold brow. The way is lonely; let me feel them now. Think gently of me; I am travel-worn, My faltering feet are pierced with many a thorn. Forgive! O hearts estranged, forgive, I plead! When ceaseless bliss is mine I shall not need The tenderness for which I long tonight.

When you are accustomed to anything, you are estranged from it.

What's important to me is that there's a necessary alienation between me and the subject. I don't want to know them well. I don't want to have any intimate contact with them.

I love my son, but I was never there for him, so I understand why he hates me.

I had no relationship with my father. He was never around. I met him when I was a sophomore in college. I wanted to meet him that once. I asked why he wasn't there for us. He said, 'I had other obligations.'

Unknown to all but Hester Prynne, and possessing the lock and key of her silence, he chose to withdraw his name from the roll of mankind, and, as regarded his former ties and interests, to vanish out of life as completely as if he indeed lay at the bottom of the ocean, whither rumor had long ago consigned him.

I've always known that I had the happy facility of making enemies of any one I ever knew

In the end the three of them were so completely estranged that it was hard to understand why they even lived together.

My flesh looked like it wasn't trying. It looked like it hated being part of me.

There would never be a way for me to live comfortably with people. Maybe I'd become a monk. I'd pretend to believe in God and live in a cubicle, play an organ and stay drunk on wine. Nobody would fuck with me. I could go into a cell for months of meditation where I wouldn't have to look at anybody and they could just send in the wine.

And by the way, the fact that she's not speaking to anyone in her family is a pretty good indicator that she is the problem.