Quotes About Disconnection

You're convinced everything would be fine if we lived together. If only we could. But you live in a world I don't recognize. What a halcyon glow our childhood must have for you.

Since that time, I've had many similar moments, and I can never hear the words "family" and "home" without feeling that they sound strange, never simply hear them and let them go. When I stop to examine them, though, the words seem hollow, seem to rattle at my feet like empty cans.

All the eyes flew away from me like mayflies, I couldn't catch a single one

I looked her up and down. She wouldn't meet my eyes. I didn't recognize her anymore. She was nothing like the image of her I had in my head. Her features meant nothing to me; she was someone else.

People feel politics isn't about their lives.

I'm just not prepared to be treated like this anymore.' 'Treated like what?' She sighed, and it was a moment before she spoke. 'Like you always want to be somewhere else, with someone else.

Last night they had said and done all those things, and now they were like strangers in a bus queue. The mistake she had made was to fall asleep and break the spell.

Sometimes I come to hate people because they can't see where I am. I've gone empty, completely empty and all they see is the visual form: my arms and legs, my face, my height and posture, the sounds that come from my throat. But I'm fucking empty. The person I was just one year ago no longer exists, drifts spinning slowly into the ether somewhere way back there.

I'm getting closer to the coast and realize how much I hate arriving at a destination. Transition is always a relief. Destination means death to me. If I could figure out a way to remain forever in transition, in the disconnected and unfamiliar, I could remain in a state of perpetual freedom.

The loneliness you feel with another person, the wrong person, is the loneliest of all.

For three weeks I was in a state of slippage, a gap widening between me and my usual self.

I would never be part of anything. I would never really belong anywhere, and I knew it, and all my life would be the same, trying to belong, and failing. Always something would go wrong. I am a stranger and I always will be, and after all I didn't really care.

Half of the time I don't know what they're talking about; their jokes seem to relate to a past that everyone but me has shared. I'm a foreigner in the world and I don't understand the language.

Whatever made me the way I am left me hollow, empty inside, unable to feel. It doesn't seem like a big deal. I'm quite sure most people fake an awful lot of everyday human contact. I just fake it all. I fake it very well, and the feelings are never there.

I did not like this feeling of having feelings.

I'm quite sure more people fake an awful lot of everyday human contact. I just fake all of it." --Dexter

There is no one with me. I am all by myself. The trees are not trees the birds are not birds and I am not me but just something that has been walking for a very long time . . .

Llevada por Francisco Rosas, Julia salió del atrio, sin oír

Life? I no longer care to live. I am alone. But I wanted to come back to warn you. Only no one is listening to me …

I would say that if you really want to STOP knowing someone, you have to divorce him.

He was like a star in the night sky above and she but a sparrow. No matter how high she might try to fly, she'd never reach him.

Now I feel I was inserted into life exactly not to do that. For I have been robbed of everything that made me social

I don't reside on your planet. I have never lived.

No one is kind to me; no one asks me what's wrong.