Being a lone wolf is sometimes better than being in a pack

Everyone take his revenge on the world. My revenge consists in bearing my distress and anguish enclosed deeply within me while my laughter entertains everyone. If I see someone suffer I give him my sympathy,...

I know! WHY! – Am I so catty? – Cause I’m consumed with envy an’ eaten up with longing? –

I was lonely, and a lonely heart has hungers that can overpower both common sense and dignity.

True, he had chosen to live alone, but not unbearably alone. The worst of being unbearably alone was that you had to bear it – either that or you were sunk. You had to work...

I began to get a feeling familiar to me from my bartending days of being the only sane man in a nuthouse. It doesn’t make you feel superior but depressed and scared, because there is...

You have to face the very thing you fear.–tdf

I now understood that real secrets were lonely. They planted themselves inside of you and expanded, until you felt like that was all you were-a lonely little secret, isolated in your experiences.

I would prefer to die than to be depressed for depression can hurt you everyday and it’ll last for a lifetime while on dying, you can only feel pain the moment you’ll die.

Solitude is pleasant. Loneliness is not.

My father moved out a week later. I hugged him at our front door and couldn’t bear to watch him leave with so much luggage.

It was so odd what brought out tenderness in people. It was never what you have expected.

She’s clearly gone too long without male companionship if any brute who walked her way made her sit up and take notice.

I can hear your angered silence,Taste your bitterness.Now I smell your vengeance,Yet see your lonely emptiness.I am your broken heart.

Over the Rainbow” straight into my ear, things changing, falling apart, fading, another year, a few more moves, a hard person who doesn’t give a fuck, a boredom so monumental it humbles, arrangements so fleeting...

l(aleaffalls)oneliness

You’re not discontent for wanting to be in a relationship, you’re just human.

Je fais mon lit et mon ménage; I seek my dinner in a restaurant; my supper takes care, of itself; I pass days laborious and loveless; nights long and lonely; I am ferocious, and bearded...

Loneliness becomes a lover, solitude a darling sin.

My books are always about somebody who is taken from aloneness and isolation – often elevated loneliness – to community. It may be a denigrated community that is filthy and poor, but they are not...

And it feels strange, almost sad, to walk through ther empty halls. Each step I take sounds so lonely.

It’s no good trying to get rid of your own aloneness. You’ve got to stick to it all your life. Only at times, at times, the gap will be filled in. At times! But you...

Fame doesn’t end loneliness.

I have a horrid scar right under my left knee from you. Well, the absence of you. Seems appropriate. But I still miss you. My pillowcase smells like you, so I bury my face in...

I can’t shove the dark out of my way.

I had gotten so used to being alone, but never entirely used to it. Never used to it enough to stop wanting the alternative.

I guess I’ve been waiting so long I’m looking for perfection. That makes it tough.

She might get lonely at times. But that was to be expected. The only way to stop those feelings was to live a life devoted to others. That was her true purpose in life. She...

To love and not be loved; is to die and not be dead

O, great wise man,’ she said, ‘I have been wondering so many things. Is life more than sitting at home doing the same thing over and over? Wise man, is life more than watching one’s...

Only the dying know what real loneliness is.

Anyone who knows how scary it is to be alone, can’t help loving others.” ~Rin Sohma

El gran proyecto global de nuestro tiempo es la competencia y es por ello que el individuo permanece en gran medida solo en el mundo.

My shadow is tired walking with me; but I have yet to be bored walking with myself, all by myself…

Real relief from loneliness requires the cooperation of at least one other person, and yet the more chronic our loneliness becomes, the less equipped we may be to entice such cooperation.

The only place I’ve felt was really my home is my cabin up north. There’s something in the water there that connects me to that place. There’s also this sense of isolation and loneliness about...

Because it hardly ends with falling in love. Just the opposite. I don’t need to tell you, Your Honor, I sense that you understand true loneliness. How you fall in love and it’s there that...

I need the pain of loneliness to make my imagination work.

How could I have been so ignorant? she thinks. So stupid, so unseeing, so given over to carelessness. But without such ignorance, such carelessness, how could we live? If you knew what was going to...

He could only consider me as the living corpse of a would-be suicide, a person dead to shame, an idiot ghost.

The loneliness I endured during that time of my life is something I hope never to experience again.It’s more than just the feeling of being isolated. I was disconnected mentally, physically and emotionally from the...

I fall in love with Paraíso. It’s like a giant playground where I’m never scolded for running around recklessly, where I’m almost overwhelmed with the amount of attention and love I receive from Mami’s family....

I hadn’t talked to myself in a while, but then again, I was all alone. I was my only true supporter. And loneliness is a bitch.

It seems to him there area thousand bars, and behind the bars, no world.

The morgue is a Victorian update of a system established by Alfred the Great. It’s the place where certain deaths are resolved – those where the cause is unclear or is the result of some...

One evening he was in his room, his brow pressing hard against the pane, looking, without seeing them, at the chestnut trees in the park, which had lost much of their russet-coloured foliage. A heavy...

People claim that love is the deepest feeling, but don’t you believe it. Loneliness is the most affecting of human emotions. Nothing makes life more vivid. If you wish to live in the moment, I...

Do you have a shoulder to cry on?Someone who would listen to your deepest woes without judging you?Or is it just you and the image in the mirror?

The house was left; the house was deserted. It was left like a shell on a sandhill to fill with dry salt grains now that life had left it. The long life seemed to have...

Be my friendHold me, wrap me upUnfold meI am small and needyWarm me upAnd breathe me