Quotes About Estrangement

If the observation were made to you that Strangers become intimate, and as intimacy grows they lower their guards and less mind their manners until errors are made, which decreases intimacy until estrangement exceeds that which existed before the strangers ever met, would you be inclined to agree?

Because of their enmity you will be left alone. They will cast you out and forsake you.

All of a sudden I didn't fit in anywhere. Not at school, not at home...and every time I turned around, another person I'd known forever felt like a stranger to me. Even I felt like a stranger to me.

It is plain that she has loved him, throughout the estrangement between them.

Suddenly it didn't look like the home I loved. It looked like an enemy.

This gentleman is cactus," said Doul.

I was forced to face the truth. Ram no longer cared for me. Or if he did, it was pushed deep down inside him, suffocated by kingship. And since the children came from my body and were subject to the same gossip and doubts, he couldn't afford to care for them either.

The lawyer asked us to sit down. He was holding a copy of the will in his hands. I sat nearest him. He flipped several pages over and then handed me the copy, with only the last page showing. There at the top of the final page of the will was one short paragraph which read: "It is my intention to make no provision herein for my son Christopher or my daughter Christina for reasons which are well known to them.

I lock my door upon myself, And bar them out; but who shall wall Self from myself, most loathed of all?

My dad wrote to me. My mum put him up to it because she got this great idea that hearing from someone I'd never met and who didn't give a fuck about me might cheer me up...

An astute observer might suggest that my emphasis on connection probably comes from experience of its opposite. And that's true. I know what it's like to feel disconnected, on the outside, estranged, not only from other people, but also from myself. I spent many years trying to reassemble the fragments of my divided self and reconnect them.

Hoy te vuelvo a ver, madre, después de veintisiete años, y me pregunto si durante todo este tiempo has sido consciente de cuánto daño has hecho a tus hijos. (…) Es difícil decirlo: no siento nada. Al fin y al cabo, eres mi madre. Pero es imposible que sienta amor. No puedo amarte, madre

Er verhehlte auch nie sein Desinteresse an etwas, gehörte zu denen, deren Nähe man nicht sucht, deren Fremdheit zugleich dauerirritiert.

Sometimes I would get invited to a party or to go out to dinner by one of them and I would decline. Part of me wanted to go, but those kind of outings always made me feel even more alienated than usual. Hearing them talk made me feel lonely and hateful at the same time. Lonely because I didn't fit in, never did. When I was reminded, it hurt. And hateful because it reaffirmed what I already knew, that I was alone and on the outside.

Your tears mean nothing! You have never loved me; you have neither heart nor honorable feeling! You are hateful to me, disgusting, a stranger—yes, a complete stranger!" With pain and wrath she uttered the word so terrible to herself—stranger.

These fits of jealousy, which of late had been more and more frequent, horrified him and, however much he tried to disguise the fact, estranged him from her, although he knew the cause of her jealousy was her love for him. How often he had told himself that to be loved by her was happiness; and now that she loved him only as a woman can for whom love outweighs all that is good in life, he was much farther from happiness than when he had followed her from Moscow.

He saw that the inmost recesses of her soul, that had always hitherto lain open before him, were closed against him.

To me you are detestable, disgusting—a stranger, yes, a perfect stranger!' She uttered that word stranger, so terrible to herself, with anguish and hatred.

The Karenins, husband and wife, continued living in the same house, met everyday, but were complete strangers to one another. Alexey Alexandrovitch made it a rule to see his wife everyday, so that the servants might have no grounds for suppositions, but avoided dining at home. Vronsky was never at Alexey Alexandrovitch's house, but Anna saw him away from home, and her husband was aware of it

There remained only rare periods of amorousness that came over the spouses, but they did not last long. These were islands that they would land on temporarily, but then they would put out again to the sea of concealed enmity that expressed itself in estrangement from each other.

I not only lived physically away from my native land, but the values and critical judgments of those closest to me became stranger and stranger.

When he talked his eyes went away from mine and then he forced himself to look straight at me and he began to explain and I knew that he felt very strange with me and that he hated me, and it was funny sitting there and talking like that, knowing he hated me.

I felt very little tenderness for her, she was a stranger to me, a stranger who did not think or feel as I did.

Peoples once accustomed to masters are not in a condition to do without them. If they attempt to shake off the yoke, they still more estrange themselves from freedom, as, by mistaking for it an unbridled license to which it is diametrically opposed, they nearly always manage, by their revolutions, to hand themselves over to seducers, who only make their chains heavier than before.