Quotes About Lonely

While the moon rose and fell, lonely tracks through the mountains echoed to the slap of running feet as those lads earned their pay, racing to be first to the gates of Athens.

She talked about wanting to be a part of something, wanting to be desired, to be 'special', craving to be loved. She talked about experiencing the kind of loneliness so immense it could swallow you up. She called it 'loneliness that crowds couldn't cure'.

What a dilapidated place!" they exclaimed. "How dreadfully lonely and isolated! Who do you think would buy a house like this? Fancy coming all this way to see it! The agent must have been crazy to send us here. I told him the sort of house we wanted.

How fortunate for Us that We thirst for glorious souls rather than faultless ones, or We should be parched indeed, and most lonely in Our perfect righteousness.

Death, lonely death, Beneath the withered leaves.

You said you're lonely You said you're blue You lost your lover Let me console you If you surrender You'll feel no pain Cause I'm the master Of this game

Mortals prattle on about lonely impulses of delight and the gift of knowledge, and think that teaching is a trade like metalsmithing or healing or telling lies on television. It is not. It is the dissemination of power unto a new generation and nothing less. For her, as for you, lessons demand real risk in order to attain their true rewards.

You know what I noticed when I was with Jacob? In your world, people can reach each other in an instant. There's the telephone, and the fax - and on the computer you can talk to someone all the way around the world. You've got people telling their secrets on TV talk shows, and magazines that publish pictures of movie stars trying to hide their homes. All those connections, but everyone there seems so lonely.

I was lonely and confused You have came there with smile. You guided me and made me happy. Ever since I have became fan of you. Happy anniversary.

Being single = Less drama, But lonely. Being in a relationship = Chance of being cheated, but chance of being loved. Choose wisely.

If you are not happy being single. You will never be happy in a relationship. Get your own life and love it first. Then share it. Love when you're ready. Not when you're lonely.

Being single doesn't always mean lonely, just like being in a relationship doesn't always mean happy.

TO HIS HEART, BIIDING IT HAVE NO FEAR Be you still, be you still, trembling heart; Remember the wisdom out of the old days: Him who trembles before the flame and the flood, And the winds that blow through the starry ways, Let the starry winds and the flame and the flood Cover over and hide, for he has no part With the lonely, majestical multitude.

Be you still, be you still, trembling heart; Remember the wisdom out of the old days: *Him who trembles before the flame and the flood, And the winds that blow through the starry ways, Let the starry winds and the flame and the flood Cover over and hide, for he has no part With the lonely, majestical multitude*.

He pops a bat twice more on home plate, then tosses a ball in the air and swings. The crack of the bat sounds like a paper bag exploding, yet the sound is cold and lonely, too, like a hunter firing on an endless tundra.

Later the place was as deserted as Malcolm Muggeridge's Christmas party of fellow intellectuals.

Death, lonely death, Beneath the withered leaves.

Is there some meaning to this life? What purpose lies behind the strife? Whence do we come, where are we bound? These cold questions echo and resound Through each day, each lonely night. We long to find the splendid light That will cast a revelatory beam Upon the meaning of the human dream. – The Book of Counted Sorrows

As you likely know all too well, parenting an atypical kid in a conventional world is an often lonely and difficult journey, with our families

When we stopped in front of it and turned off the engine, we heard music coming from inside—jazz. It sounded sophisticated and lonely. We

we heard music coming from inside — jazz. It sounded sophisticated and lonely.

We brats bear the hurt of war. We insulate it and keep it warm. Our bodies and souls are receptacles of an unimaginable heartache. We have a way of looking out at the world from behind the walls of an emotional castle built to protect a lonely treasure.

I'm the strayest dog you'll ever meet.

The books. So many books. She adored reading. It introduced her to characters, took her to places where she was never lonely.