Quotes About Alienation

At times I suffer from the strangest sense of detachment from myself and the world about me; I seem to watch it all from the outside, from somewhere inconceivably remote, out of time, out of space, out of the stress and tragedy of it all.

Yet across the gulf of space, minds that are to our minds as ours are to those of the beasts that perish, intellects vast and cool and unsympathetic, regarded this earth with envious eyes, and slowly and surely drew their plans against us.

I'm a loner, not because I enjoy solitude. It's because I have tried to blend into this world and people continue to disappoint me.

It doesn't matter who you love. If you've forgotten who you are, Then you'll always feel as if you don't belong, Anywhere.

I want to be like other people, not this outcast that nobody wants.

The point is that being a minority isn't only about the color of your skin or your religion. it's about not fitting in, being on the outside.

It was strange how closely we returnees clung together. We were like a family of orphaned children, split by an epidemic and sent to different care centers. That feeling of an epidemic disease persisted. The people treated us nicely, and cared for us tenderly, and then hurried to wash their hands after touching us. We were somehow unclean. We were tainted. And we ourselves accepted this. We felt it too ourselves. We understood why the civilian people preferred not to look at our injuries.

There were times when Prewitt felt a special quality in himself, a strange unpleasant quality that seemed to force everyone he touched into making drastic decisions about their own lives, no wonder people did not like to be around him.

he never was so lonely when he was alone as when he was in the midst of people.

By his monstrous way of life he seemed to have put himself beyond the limits of reality. Nothing moved him or spoke to him from the real world unless he heard it in an echo of the infuriated cries within him.

It wounded him to think that he would never be but a shy guest at the feast of the world's culture.

No one wanted him; he was outcast from life's feast.

By his monstrous way of life he seemed to have put himself beyond the limits of reality. Nothing moved him or spoke to him from the real world unless he heard in it an echo of the infuriated cries within him.

By his monstrous way of life, he seemed to have put himself beyond the limits of reality. Nothing moved him or spoke to him from the real world unless he heard it in an echo of the infuriated cries within him. He could respond to no earthly or human appeal, dumb and insensible to the call of summer and gladness and companionship, wearied and dejected by his father's voice. He could scarcely recognize as his own thoughts, and repeated slowly to himself: - I am Stephen Dedalus

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In language that 's hard for us to hear, Jesus says those a lienated from God will go " into the eternal fire prepared for the devil and his angels .

Advanced life-forms, my seweet patootie. Jerks. Both of them.

Nope, you stick out like a fart in a church.

A world of few choices, whether in jeans or mates, is a world in which individual differences become sources of alienation, unhappiness, even self-loathing. If no jeans fit, you'll feel uncomfortable or inferior. If no housing developments reflect your taste for unique architecture, you'll write screeds against philistine mass culture.

I think the degree of alienation and despair is more universal.

I never ran for student council or class president or any of that stuff. I didn't hang out with those people. It was just a different universe from the one I inhabited.

When it defines man as the enemy, feminism is alienating women from their own bodies.

Loneliness is a terrible blindness.

My rage and sense of alienation as to how women have been written, have allowed themselves to be written, in so many ways, has political roots.