Quotes About Aloneness

I don't even like parties.

My friend. And by the time she gets over that jarring idea, she's alone again.

Ought we to smile / Perhaps make friends? No: in the race for seats / You're best alone. Friendship is not worth while.

Everywhere, in some lights, is a Lonely Place, just as everyone, at moments, is a solitary. Everyone sometimes dances madly when alone, or thumbs through secrets in a drawer. Everyone, at some times, is a continent of one.

Man detaches himself from his surroundings; he feels alone; abandoned, ignorant of everything except that he knows nothing... His first feeling thus was existential anxiety, which may even have taken him to the limits of despair.

Il n'y a pas eu de jour dans ma vie, si plein et si heureux fût-il de la présence des êtres ou d'un être, et de mon adhésion riche et exubérante au monde immédiat, où je n'ai songé à la solitude, où je me sois arrangé pour lui faire la libation de quelques minutes, quand ca n'eût été que dans les cabinets, une cabine téléphonique, une salle de bains, un couloir où je m'attardais un instant plus qu'il ne convient à l'animal social.

When I left The Royal Ballet, I didn't have anybody to talk to.

I have some good friends here, but no one really understands why I am here or what I do. I don't know of anyone, though, who would have more than a partial understanding; I have gone too far alone.

I was more alone than if I had been alone.

To feel alone is to be alone.

Between any two beings there is a unique, uncrossable distance, an unenterable sanctuary. Sometimes it takes the shape of aloneness. Sometimes it takes the shape of love.

Their relationship was defined not by what they could share, but what they couldn't. Between any two beings there is a unique, uncrossable distance, an unenterable sanctuary. Sometimes it takes the shape of aloneness. Sometimes it takes the shape of love.

The character damage of a trauma survivor can be understood as a reflection both of his or her radical aloneness and of the continued presence of the perpetrator in the victim's inner life.

My heart, have you know wisdom thus to despair? My love, my love, why have you left me alone?

There is a solitude in this world I cannot pierce. I would die for it.

Living in a vacuum sucks.

Sana evime gel demiyorum, uçsuz bucaks?z yaln?zl???ma gel.

I am much too alone in this world, yet not alone enough.

I believe that that love remains strong and intense in your memory because it was your first deep aloneness and the first inner work that you did on your life.

It is true that many young people who do not love rightly, who simply surrender themselves and leave no room for aloneness, experience the depressing feeling of failure.

Whoever has no house now will not build one anymore/Whoever is alone now will remain so for a long time/will stay up, read, write long letters/and wander the avenues, up and down/restlessly, while the leaves are blowing.

There exists only one aloneness, and it is great, and it is not easy to bear. To nearly everyone come those hours that we would gladly exchange for any cheap or even the most banal camaraderie, for even the slightest inclination to choose the second-best or the most unworthy thing. But perhaps it is exactly in those hours when aloneness can flourish.

We are unspeakably alone.

We are unutterably alone, essentially, especially in the things most intimate and most important to us.