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.

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?)

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.

The Temperature is RisingThe heartbeat quickens my breath is controlled,my senses are illuminated like a mother to her young. This feeling I have I’ve know it before, when the gates are opened I’ll remember the...

In the developed countries there is a poverty of intimacy, a poverty of spirit, of loneliness, of lack of love. There is no greater sickness in the world today than that one.

This was what I came to found. The conquest of loneliness was the missing link that was one day going to make a decent novelist out of me. If you are out here and cannot...

—Pero, ,Por qué no acepta que nunca ya volverá a enamorarse?Era cierto; yo no quiero aceptarlo porque me parece que perdería el entusiasmo por todo, que la esperanza vaga de enamorarme me da un poco...

In those hours when the night is still dark and cold, we see Alokananda waking up to the faint sound of stifled sobs. The sheets besides her are creaseless, sleepless. She gets up silently, her...

If you make friends with yourself, you’ll never be alone.

And I knew in my bones that Emily Dickinson wouldn’t have written even one poem if she’d had two howling babies, a husband bent on jamming another one into her, a house to run, a...

I want to be known as the 23 year-old who is foolishly in love with a Prince she can’t see. I want to rejoice while holding the rose of singleness, even when my hands bleed...

There are times when you don’t belong and you think you’re going to kill yourself. Once I went to a hotel. Later that night I made a plan. The plan was I would leave my...

I barely noticed loneliness anymore; it was my normal condition, by necessity if not by nature.

Don’t be afraid of loneliness, because everything is a door; even loneliness is a door, it opens to somewhere!

Though she’d begun to get a bit fat that winter, it was in February, around when her father found a toy poodle (sitting there, in the side yard, watchful and waiting as a person), and...

Anyone who is desperate or alone will agree there is comfort in routine.

[The modern age] knows nothing about isolation and nothing about silence. In our quietest and loneliest hour the automatic ice-maker in the refrigerator will cluck and drop an ice cube, the automatic dishwasher will sigh...

Loneliness is remedied at times with the company of a friend and at other times with the company of oneself.

They say love is all about raging hormones. For me, it’s mind’s way of breaking through its self-imposed limitations in order to set the eternally ecstatic soul free.

Eventually, I’ll grow sick and perish. Die on the floor, a young girl—who even when in the presence of company, still feels the loneliness that looms over her heart.

they have seen the likes of you before, they may be intrigued by the looks of you, but they know that you-like everyone else-will leave them in the end.

The tragedy of the man not set up for tragedy—that is every man’s tragedy.

It is one of life’s great ironies that most people’s only connection to success is their attachment to the pain of not having achieved it.

Nobody can discover the world for somebody else. Only when we discover it for ourselves does it become common ground and a common bond and we cease to be alone.

There was a marvelous, dark lyricism in his voice, the kind of defiance that is rooted in deep loneliness.

Beauty becomes tinged with sadness when experienced alone.

It brings spiritual warfare and suffering for the priest as he identifies with those who suffer, and shares the frustrations, anger, and incomprehensibility of that suffering in what it does to those who suffer. The...

mi rostro? un cero disimulado..

Most of us do things for reasons that are more purely personal. For love, or for hate.

I didn’t like anything. Maybe I was afraid. That was it – I was afraid. I wanted to sit alone in a room with the shades down. I feasted upon that. I was a crank....

He had been for many years, a quiet silent man, associating but little with other men, and used to companionship with his own thoughts. He had never known before the strength of the want in...

I’m lonely. And I’m lonely in some horribly deep way and for a flash of an instant, I can see just how lonely, and how deep this feeling runs. And it scares the shit out...

Loneliness, she thought, was craving for other people’s company. But she did not know that loneliness can be an unnoticed cramping of the spirit for lack of companionship.

To the extent that one is responsible for one’s life, one is alone.

If a man cannot understand the beauty of life, it is probably because life never understood the beauty in him.

A hunted man sometimes wearies of distrust and longs for friendship.

When my head is in the typewriter the last thing on my mind is some imaginary reader. I don’t have an audience; I have a set of standards. But when I think of my work...

The loneliest moment in someone’s life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly.

Suddenly this defeat.This rain.The blues gone grayAnd the browns gone grayAnd yellowA terrible amber.In the cold streetsYour warm body.In whatever roomYour warm body.Among all the peopleYour absenceThe people who are alwaysNot you.I have been easy...

I inhale loneliness like it is the sweet smell of virgin earth conquered by fiery rain drops. Within me, I’m a thousand others.

The small talk that sprang readily to their lips came to hers only with a tremendous effort. After an opportunity had come and gone, she often scolded herself for not saying this or doing that,...

Nobody likes being alone that much. I don’t go out of my way to make friends, that’s all. It just leads to disappointment.

The Idea of Ghost, like the Idea of North. A mere looped whisper, in darkness or in light. And no matter what this person may have been like before he or she died, no matter...

I always welcomed the comforting cloak of night except for the times when I lost something in it.