Quotes About Disconnection

The sensation of being so close to another human being with whom I had not one single sensation in common left me speechless.

He hated so many people I hardly know anyone any more

I began to weep with loneliness. What was I, who was I? I felt pretty again, my pimples were gone, the sun and the sea had made me slimmer, and yet the person I liked and whom I wished to be liked by showed no interest in me.

I couldn't calm down. Was it possible that Mario should leave me like this, without warning? It seemed to me incredible that all of a sudden he had become uninterested in my life, like a plant watered for years that is abruptly allowed to die of drought. I couldn't conceive that he had unilaterally decided that he no longer owed me any attention.

You can't change things. That's life. Poor stays poor, rich says rich, and those two, they will never meet.

He wanted their worlds to pull apart and never rejoin.

The hand or foot, when separated from the body, retains indeed its name, but totally changes its nature, because it is completely divested of its uses and of its powers.

Our polarization, and the increasing reality that we simply don't know each other, makes it too easy to settle for dislike and contempt.

I think people can have a panic attack where your heart is racing, you get shakes and jitters. But you can also feel disconnected. You know what I mean? I can feel depressed.

Normally, in the presence of radiation, communication links fail. But with autonomous robots, you don't need communications.

I really just do what I like. I don't understand what the general public likes sometimes.

But I am still far from them, and my sense does not speak to their sense. To men I am something between a fool and a corpse.

We are alien to each other, and their virtues are even more repugnant to my taste than their falsehoods and false dice.

there they laugh: they understand me not; I am not the mouth for these ears.

Now everyone takes it for granted that you can look up movie reviews, track locations, and order stuff online. I wish there was a way we could take it away from people for a day so they could remember what it was like without it.

Have you been out in society recently? 'Cause it's SHIT.

We are the most comfortable generation to have ever lived on this planet. The rub is that we are definitely not the most joyful, or the most loving, or the most peaceful. Why

the many artificial ways in which we distance ourselves from the earth—in the form of pavements and multi-storied structures, or even the widespread trend of wearing high heels—involves an alienation of the part from the whole and suffocates the fundamental life process. This

Fat people often think of themselves solely in terms of the 'neck up.' Their bodies are disowned, alienated, foreign, perhaps stubbornly present but not truly a part of the real self.

Can I be blamed for wanting a real body, to put my arms around? Without it I too am disembodied. I can listen to my own heartbeat against the bedsprings...but there's something dead about it, something deserted.

Come away with me, he said, we will live on a desert island. I said, I am a desert island. It was not what he had in mind.

The memos that came from above telling him he'd done a good job meant nothing to him because they'd been dictated by semi-literates; all they proved was that no one at AnooYou was capable of appreciating how clever he had been. He came to understand why serial killers sent helpful clues to the police.

From nowhere, a word appears: Mesozoic. He can see the word, he can hear the word, but he can't reach the word. He can't attach anything to it. This is happening too much lately, this dissolution of meaning, the entries on his cherished wordlists drifting off into space.

Grace and Cordelia and Carol hang around the edges of my life, enticing, jeering, growing paler and paler every day, less and less substantial. I hardly hear them any more because I hardly listen.