But then I stopped allowing myself to dream, because it was more painful to long for things and never get them than to deal with whatever was in front of me. […] I’m too old...

Do you know that feeling – The feeling of being alive and dead, both at the same time? When it seems like you are just going through with different notions of life, without actually living...

A waltz begins, that floating, sweet rhythm. The fiddle is plaintive. A few minutes ago she was at least pleasantly contented. Now certain of the notes dip into her like ladles and come up full...

That’s the strange thing about a good story. No pleasure if you can’t share it.

Now that she had worn other faces, seen through other eyes, how could she ever say any face was really her own, even if it was the face she had been given at birth? When...

exI feel unspeakably lonely. And I feel – drained. It is a blank state of mind and soul I cannot describe to you as I think it would not make any difference. Also it is...

The pain will always be in you — but you will not always be in pain.

A vast and abandoned world laid out in anonymous grids and quadrants, a view that confirmed you were much more alone than you thought you were, a view that inspired the flickering thoughts of suicide.

But a lonely man is an unnatural man, and soon comes to perplexity. From perplexity to fantasy. From fantasy to madness.

Benim için aziz olan şeylere değer vermeyerek! Bazen yaşamın o kadar içini görebiliyorum ki birden doğrulup çevreme baktığımda kimsenin yanımda olmadığını, bana eşlik eden tek şeyin zaman olduğunu görüyorum.

That’s kind of sad.-I used to think so. Now I think: you’re born a certain way. Later you get to decide how much you want to fight/change that. I don’t mind being alone.-You must mind....

„Samotność jest chronicznym przeziębieniem duszy. Ludziom samotnym, co zresztą zostało zbadane, jest autentycznie zimno.

Frankie,” she said softly, “do you know what my idea of heaven is? A place where the windows are always clean, and the people I want can always come to dinner.

Why would you want any other, when you’re a world within a world?

I had traded the fight against love for the fight against loneliness, the fight against life for the fight against death.

A veces contemplo la esencia de la vida de una manera tan profunda que de repente miro a mi alrededor y veo que nadie me acompaña, que mi único compañero es el tiempo…

There were not words enough in the English language, nor in any language, to make his attitude and conduct intelligible to them.

…real loneliness is having no one to miss. Think yourself lucky you’ve known something worth missing.

I’m tired of living unable to love anyone. I don’t have a single friend – not one. And, worst of all, I can’t even love myself. Why is that? Why can’t I love myself? It’s...

Loneliness becomes an acid that eats away at you.

Lonely and Alone: There’s a difference.

My skin hungered for you. You were warm, and alive, and in my bed, and I wanted you so bad I could feel the ripple of need on the pads of my fingertips, on the...

Man cries, his tears dry up and run out. So he becomes a devil, reduced to a monster.

If you had forgotten, it would quickly come back to you. Aloneness was like riding a bike. At gunpoint. With the gun in your own hand. Aloneness was the air in your tires, the wind...

Among all the wisdom and facts I learned from Giannon, I also learned the loneliness of incarnation, in which there is inevitably a separation of souls because of the uniqueness of our faces and our...

Maybe his nightmare had been about me.

All great and precious things are lonely.

The thing is, being lonely is like walking in the cold without a coat. It’s uncomfortable, but eventually you go numb. Once you get used to not being lonely, though, the shock of going back...

It was somehow clear, even then, that the monster had been lonely. The folds above its eye made the old face look wistful, and it emanated such a strong sense of solitude that each human...

For once in my life, I wished Mr. Bradshaw had slipped a tracker into my shoe or my coat pocket. I wished that he was still keeping tabs on me, even when I told him...

People cannot win against their loneliness because loneliness is this world’s worst kind of pain.

Wolves don’t hunt singly, but always in pairs. The lone wolf was a myth.

Graff had isolated Ender to make him struggle. To make him prove, not that he was competent, but that he was far better than everyone else. That was the only way he could win respect...

The meeting of the two lonely souls is the meeting of the dark sea with the moonlight.

loneliness can fly a helicopter through a cut-out shapeof a helicopter the same size as the helicopterand that’s it’s only skilland it isn’t good enoughbut it’s still amazing.

She’d been in love with the man, and love is a scary thing. If not reciprocated, it can turn a person into a monster.

I doubt even you can begin to understand the depths of her.

You hold an absence at your center, as if it were a life.

Time don’t have heart emotions and feelings

She lives in a world of her own – a world of – little glass ornaments…

He thought that fat boys were probably only allowed to love pretty girls inside. If he told anyone how he felt (not that he had anyone to tell), that person would probably laugh until he...

I cry everyday but for a limited time

And lonely as it is that lonelinessWill be more lonely ere it will be less–A blanker whiteness of benighted snowWith no expression, nothing to express.They cannot scare me with their empty spacesBetween stars–on stars where...

Healing is impossible in loneliness; it is the opposite of loneliness. Conviviality is healing. To be healed we must come with all the other creatures to the feast of Creation.(pg.99, “The Body and the Earth”)

I AM ALWAYS ALONE. BUT JUST NOW I WANT TO BE ALONE BY MYSELF.

This sometimes happened: from time to time, Dantès, driven out of solitude into the world, felt an imperative need for solitude. And what solitude is more vast and more poetic than that of a ship...

And yet all loneliness, angers, hatreds, envies, and itchings that (Hell) contains, if rolled into one single experience and put into the scale against the least moment of the joy that is felt by the...

To forget a friend is sad. Not everyone has had a friend.

I love your loneliness. It is brave. It makes the universe want to protect you.

Andwhose fault is that?