Quotes About Lonely

This is why we'd gotten married in the first place: because we were lonely. I said earlier that we got divorced because Dawn wanted me to move to Charlotte and I wouldn't. But really, we got divorced because we were still lonely and Dawn thought Charlotte would change that and I thought that it wouldn't. And I wondered if this was true for other people: that they got married and divorced for the very same reason.

You must be lonely. Only when I'm with other people.

Sounds of a San Juan night, drifting across the city through layers of humid air; sounds of life and movement, people getting ready and people giving up, the sound of hope and the sound of hanging on, and behind them all, the quiet, deadly ticking of a thousand hungry clocks, the lonely sound of time passing in the long Caribbean night.

When Ke$ha tries to rap like L'Trimm, she sounds like any ordinary lonely teenage girl stuck in a nowhere town, singing along to her radio and dreaming of a party where she's the star. Ke$ha's greatness is that in her voice, you can hear both the loser girl and the star. All hail the Queen of Noi$e!

And now he was full of words, full of thoughts that had nowhere to go. He imagined that this was what it meant to be lonely. An entire inner world with no way out, no audience or witnesses. If there was beauty in there, none could see it. If there was torment, no one could hear the cries for help.

As I stood on the lonely backroad, I'm sure I heard birds, kookaburras, laughing ...

My path is lonely and made all the more so by all that I feel for you in so many ways.

Fey little maid. So lonely, and yet not.

I love L.A. Some people arrive with big expectations and are inevitably disappointed, but I can audition in the day, which can be gruelling and lonely, but then gig and be creative in the evenings.

She wanted to blame him, to blame her whole rotton existence. But seeing Ethan, seeing her mother, seeing the world after the world she had known, somehow took her to the very bottom, the end of self-delusion, and the truth enveloped her like a cocoon, and all she said was I was so lonely . And Father Time said, You were never alone.

He was ignored. Not mistreated, just ignored.

The old blue swing looked lonely, like it was waiting to tell stories, and it could sure enough tell a lot.

The human heart is a lonely hunter-but the search for us southerners is more anguished.....

i'm lonely, i'm tired, i'm sad, i'm happy, i'm lucky, i'm unlucky, i'm a million different things everyday of the week. But i suppose OK is one of them

I saw old Autumn in the misty morn Stand shadowless like silence, listening To silence, for no lonely bird would sing Into his hollow ear from woods forlorn, Nor lowly hedge nor solitary thorn; -- Shaking his languid locks all dewy bright With tangled gossamer that fell by night, Pearling his coronet of golden corn.

What chance has a lonely surfer boy For the love of a surfer chick, With all these Humbert Humbert cats Coming on so big and sick? For me, my baby was a woman. For him she's just another nymphet.

But mob violence, like tourism, is a kind of communion. By its special magic a large number of lonely souls, however heterogeneous, can share the common property of opposition to what is.

Snow White: You're still lost in the forest, but lonely, lost girls like us can be rescued. You are standing on the edge of greatness. Virginia: I'm not. I'm useless. I'm a nobody. Snow White: You will one day be like me, a great advisor to other lost girls. Now stand up.

Are you planning on asking my daughter's permission to ravish me as I deserve? If so, please take heed when she informs you that I am lonely and need a woman in my life. She's been nagging me for the last five years to find one." "In your dreams, bat boy.

FLIGHT (excerpt) You slid into the summer of my sleeping, crept into my lonely hours, ate the music of my dreams. … It is the time of the waking cold, when buckeyes, Like a thousand thousand metronomes, take time, and you, fat on my summer sleep, twitter toward me, walk away. It is the time for the parting of our days.

I'm a planet without it's sun

Stir the fire till it lowe How like a queen comes forth the lonely Moon From the slow opening curtains of the clouds Walking in beauty to her midnight throne!

I just want to serve and help people and be good to everybody, only it always goes wrong somehow—I think about suicide all the time, every bloody day I want to die and stop this torture, but I go crawling on . . . I'm so Christ-awful bloody lonely I could scream with it for hours on end.

How mysterious night and day are, this endless procession off dark and light....I think such sad thoughts - of people in trouble and afraid, all lonely people all prisoners.