Quotes About Alienation

There was that same sense of being surrounded by the sleeping inhabitants of a waking world he had no interest in visiting or knowing, of dull business temporarily suspended, of futility and repetition soon to wake again.

She rolls over, abandoning this pointless parody of sleep. Gropes for her clothes. A small boy's black Fruit Of The Loom T-shirt, thoroughly shrunken, a thin gray V-necked pullover purchased by the half-dozen from a supplier to New England prep schools, and a new and oversized pair of black 501's, every trademark carefully removed. Even the buttons on these have been ground flat, featureless, by a puzzled Korean locksmith, in the Village, a week ago.

By day, the bars down Ninsei were shuttered and featureless, the neon dead, the holograms inert, waiting, under the poisoned silver sky.

He drinks the vodka. He watches television. And every passing face is masked, mouths and nostrils concealed behind filters.

The sky above the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead channel. It's not like I'm using, Case heard someone say, as he shouldered his way through the crowd around the door of the Chat. It's like my body's developed this massive drug defi- ciency. It was a Sprawl voice and a Sprawl joke.

Lying there in the darkness, he knew he was an outcast. " Ã¢â'¬â"¢Cos I had some sense.

We have to face it at last. We're not all human.

Allí, tumbado en la oscuridad, comprendió que era un desterrado. - Y solo por tener un poco de sentido común.

No more fiendish punishment could be devised, were such a thing physically possible, than that one should be turned loose in society and remain absolutely unnoticed.

This first book's for everyone, though almost no one wants it or would know how to read it.

If I was telling this story to the girls from back home, I would have to explain to them how it was possible to be drowning in a river of people and also feel so very, very alone.

Herbert Marcuse (1898-1979): "Today's novel feature is the flattening out of the antagonism between culture and social reality through the obliteration of the oppositional, alien, and transcendent elements in the higher culture by virtue of which it constituted another dimension of reality.

She hardly slept or ate, she forgot to comb her hair. The more she studied, the harder it became to speak or know anything with certainty. People were afraid of her; she forgot how to teach her classes. She became that word that people use to render difficult or driven women weightless: Gabi Teisch was "quirky.

I'd never really found a place in the outside world, but had stayed away too long to fit in at home.

Der reine Hohn. Niemand kümmert sich um sie. Die sich lange kennen, sind begierig, ihre immer gleichen Gespräche fortzuführen und interessieren sich nur oberflächlich für die Angelegenheiten eines Fremden.

Marx - L'ouvrier est ainsi triplement aliéné : - Par rapport à lui-même (il a vendu sa force de travail au capitaliste) ; - Par rapport à la marchandise (le produit de son travail appartient à un autre, le capitaliste) ; - Par rapport au capitaliste lui-même (le salariat est une forme substitutive de l'esclavage dans laquelle les individus ne sont pas juridiquement la propriété des maîtres).

I have been so alone on this journey, cut off from my past. However hard I try, I will always feel alien and strange. And now I've stumbled on a fellow outsider, one who speaks my language without saying a word.

Totalitarian power thrives when it alienates people from basic information about themselves. When European slavers abducted people from Africa, they essentially took away their history as well.

Sometimes when you are in a foreign country it feels like everyone is in on a joke against you.

I am not Hamlet. I don't play a role anymore. My words have nothing more to tell me. My thoughts suck the blood out of the images. My drama is cancelled. Behind me the set is being built. By people my drama doesn't interest, for people it doesn't concern. It doesn't interest me anymore either. I won't play along anymore.

cities are fueled by the listless agony of workers providing services to other workers who barely acknowledge those services.

All around them people were speaking a language Brown didn't understand; it was like silence with sharp edges in it.

And when Ambrose thought it over, it began to seem that really had been his subconscious project. Especially after he'd made contact with citizens of various countries who said they were Druhástranians. They all turned out to be people whose Druhástranianism was a nonviolent product of their alienation from every society currently known to them.

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