It is beautiful, it is endless, it is full and yet seems empty. It hurts us.

Twilight whippoorwill…Whistle on, sweet deepenerOf dark loneliness

People say they are alone. But to whom do they say that? (Les gens disent qu’ils sont seuls. – Mais à qui le disent-ils?)

Can you be alone without being lonely? Can you spend time by yourself without craving noise or company of other people? Have you discovered the glory of quiet time spent alone, time spent listening to...

I can be alone without being lonely. In fact, those times of solitude are necessary respite for a beleaguered soul, set upon by the pressures of life. I need to take whatever moments I can...

There were times when I had great times with my brothers, pillow fights and things, but I was, used to always cry from loneliness.

A person who can hide his tears but can never hide his smile is a Joker.

I’m a lion in a strange land.

A season of loneliness and isolation is when the caterpillar gets its wings. Remember that next time you feel alone.

I’m not like themBut I can pretend

In all our searching, the only thing we’ve found that makes the emptiness bearable is each other.

I have hardly anything in common with myself and should stand very quietly in a corner, content that I can breathe.

One day, your beauty will manifest in someone’s eye.

Twice I’d come home as they were finishing, and, honestly, I cannot think of a lonelier sound on a Saturday night than one’s roommate having a giant orgasm and then making an embarrassed sssh sound,...

You do not know a situation until you experience .

But you haven’t never loved God nor even nair person. You hard and tough as cowhide. But just the same I knows you. This afternoon you going to roam all over the place without never...

People who find loneliness for the sheer absence of many friends often don’t realize the presence of God’s big gift in their lives for them being made unique as there are only fewer things in...

She had learnt a painful lesson, she thought – that as they die, the ones we love, we lose our witnesses, our watchers, those who know and understand the tiny little meaningless patterns, those words...

Oh, this coming back to an empty house,’ Rupert thought, when he had seen her safely up to her door. People – though perhaps it was only women – seemed to make so much of...

When the chips are down, you are alone, and loneliness can be terrifying. Fortunately, I’ve always had a chum I could call. And I love to be alone. It doesn’t bother me one bit. I’m...

Everyone was trying to forget something, but they could never seem to find the way to do it. All they ever seemed to do was make it worse. Such quiet madness, the masses led.

You are right… I am lonely. But unlike the rest of this world I am not lonely for anybody.

Human beings must love something, and, in the dearth of worthier objectsof affection, I contrived to find a pleasure in loving and cherishing afaded graven image, shabby as a miniature scarecrow. It puzzles me nowto...

I know nothing – nothing in the world – of the hearts of men. I only know that I am alone – horribly alone.

When traversing the vast sea of loneliness, Oneness is the only true safe harbor.

I think it takes an amazing amount of energy to convince oneself that the Forever Person isn’t just around the corner. In the end I believe we never do convince ourselves. I know that I...

It’s so stupid because all I wanted was space and now that I have it, there’s this part of me that’s achingly lonely I could die.

And it’s good-bye, good-bye, good-bye. Good-bye, my friends, I love you; good-bye, I’m sorry I didn’t know you better; good-bye, I’m sorry you’ll die soon, too; good-bye, maybe there’s hope for you; good-bye, good-bye, good-bye.

I had a dream about you. The ice melted so quickly in our relationship that I didn’t even have a chance to tell you I loved you. So I just sat there, alone, slurping up...

Music eliminates my gravity. When I’m singing, I’m a ravenous pterodactyl. I’m alive and free and hungry, and I know who I am. But the flood is coming; it’s weighing me down, making me prisoner...

Blessed with so many resources within myself the world was not necessary to me. I could do very well without it.

I had never liked, even feared a little, this wild reach of marsh and mud flats where everything seemed turned away from the land, looking off desperately toward the horizon as if in mute search...

And I’m hoping there’s some larger truth about suffering here, or at least my understanding of it – although I’ve come to realize that the only truths that matter to me are the ones I...

We are alone by birth, but we conceal the truth from ourselves till death.

I love my loneliness as you do love your virginity.

Man was born for society. However little He may be attached to the World, He never can wholly forget it, or bear to be wholly forgotten by it. Disgusted at the guilt or absurdity of...

Nothing has the power to remind you how alone you are like walking through a conglomeration of empty skyscrapers.

If you are alone you belong entirely to yourself. If you are accompanied by even one companion you belong only half to yourself or even less in proportion to the thoughtlessness of his conduct and...

It’s not quite love and it’s not quite community; it’s just this feeling that there are people, an abundance of people, who are in this together. Who are on your team. When the check is...

We have to live without sympathy, don’t we? That’s impossible of course. We act it to one another, all this hardness; but we aren’t like that really, I mean…one can’t be out in the cold...

I look at old photos and it gives me joy and and tells me about the best time I spent with people but they always left a feeling of loneliness & things I missed and...

I am,” I saidTo no one thereAn no one heard at allNot even the chair”I am,” I cried”I am,” said IAnd I am lost, and I can’t even say whyLeavin’ me lonely still

In the silence of night, great minds either unite or die

I don’t know why I still feel this pit in my stomach whenever I get a moment to think. I know what the pit is, too; I feel lonely. But I’m not alone, I keep...

What have I become?My sweetest friend; everyone I know goes away in the end.And you could have it all:my empire of dirt.I will let you down.I will make you hurt.

Ich kannte kaum jemanden in der Stadt. Niemanden, um genau zu sein. Ein paarmal hatte ich mich verliebt in ein Gesicht, aber ich hatte gelernt, solchen Gefühlen auszuweichen, bevor sie zu einer Bedrohung wurden. Ich...

It’s strange. I felt less lonely when I didn’t know you.

Loneliness wasn’t just a state of mind, was it? It was tactile. She could feel it. It was a sixth sense, not in some fanciful play of words, but physically. It hurt… it hurt like...

Silence is the source of healing. When we bring things from within ourselves out into the light of awareness, a healing process happens. In the silence, we can let go of all anger, sadness, fear,...

I had been alone more than I could have been had I gone by myself.