Quotes About Aloneness

Meditation is just a courage to be silent and alone. Slowly slowly, you start feeling a new quality to yourself, a new aliveness, a new beauty, a new intelligence—which is not borrowed from anybody, which is growing within you. It has roots in your existence.

The very essence of meditation is to be so silent that there is no stirring of thoughts in you, that words don't come between you and reality, that the whole net of words falls down, that you are left alone. This aloneness, this purity, this unclouded sky of your being is meditation.

Having no intercourse with anyone, she lived in the torpid state of a sleep-walker.

Varl???m?z s?ras?nda yaÅŸad???m?z en büyük ?st?rap ebediyen yaln?z olmam?zdan geliyor ve bütün çabam?z, bütün hareketlerimiz bu yaln?zl?ktan kaçmak için.

Loneliness is not solitude. Solitude requires being alone whereas loneliness shows itself most sharply in company with others.

I think that we're all totally isolated beings and always will be.

In the seven or eight years we were together, we were never together.

A lot of people prefer to be alone. They would rather be a palm tree on an island. I don't get it.

Loneliness is good practice for eternity.

I have continued to come here for that kind of aloneness, so very different from being lonely with someone.

There's this thing of you can live in a city and be completely alone, not notice anything going on around you.

Loneliness is like being the only person left alive in the universe, except that everyone else is still here.

Loneliness is like being the only person left alive in the universe, except that everyone else is still here. — Simon Van Booy, Everything Beautiful Began After . (Harper Perennial; Original edition July 5, 2011)

I love being alone. I learned that from my father, I think, who loved his own company.

When it comes to the important things one is always alone, and it may be that the virtue or possible insight I get from being so obviously alone-- being physically and in every way absolutely alone much of the time-- is a way into the universal state of man. The way in which one handles this absolute aloneness is the way in which one grows up, is the great psychic journey of everyman.

To be left alone on the tightrope of youthful unknowing is to experience the excruciating beauty of full freedom and the threat of eternal indecision.

No, it's not you," Abi managed to interrupt her. "Actually, it's not anyone. Not even my best friend Kat. Or Rudi or Emmit or Brice or—well, it's not anyone. It's never been anyone.

? nhà tôi, cô th?y mình nhÆ° k? Ä'á»™t nh?p.

Before such a flight it was the anticipation of aloneness more than any thought of physical danger that used to haunt me a little and make me wonder sometimes if mine was the the most wonderful job in the world after all. I always concluded that lonely or not it was still free from the curse of boredom.

Aloneness exaggerates our emotions and sensitivity.

But since the time of Leibnitz, it is hard to find philosophers who stress relatedness in any way. There is Henri Bergson, and before him the romantics, and Marx with his talk of the brotherhood of revolution, and Martin Buber with his I and Thou, but by and large modern philosophy is about aloneness. We are forlorn, abandoned.

There are people in this world, whose lives are nothing but a burden to them. A black veil stands between them and the world. They are utterly alone. They are like shadows in the night, shut off from joy and all gentle human emotions, unable to even give comfort to each other. Their days are full of nothing but darkness, misery and solitude.

He did not feel as if he were inside a Pillar of Darkness in the middle of Yorkshire; he felt more as if the rest of the world had fallen away and he and Strange were left alone upon a solitary island or promontory. The idea distressed him a great deal less than one might have supposed. He had never much cared for the world and he bore its loss philosophically.

We were alone. Where, I could not say, hardly imagine. All was black, and such a dense black that, after some minutes, my eyes had not been able to discern even the faintest glimmer.