Have you ever considered another type of loneliness; a good and healthy, happy loneliness?

It is as great a thing to love as it is to be loved. Love is not something that can be wasted.

The old gal was only another lonely creature in a world that didn’t care

She pulls up to the drive wayParks the car, Gets Out, Walks up to the door, And embraces me with an iron holdShe is a friend and hugs me the same way she used to,...

The personal desolation Christ is experiencing on the cross is what you and I should be experiencing–but instead, Jesus is bearing it, and bearing it all alone.Why alone?He’s alone so that we might never be...

I was lonelier than I should be, for a woman in love, or half in love.

I think she’s afraid to even hug me now. It’s my fault, but I miss it, Andrew. I miss it so much it aches sometimes, you know?’I do know. I do know, I want to...

Begin. . . where you are, NOT where you want to be. Begin stuck in the doldrums of your false story–if that is where you are. Begin there because, in truth, there is no other...

Experience teaches that the fire of mental grief is intensified by being confined to its own hearth.

Fiction is one of the few experiences where loneliness can be both confronted and relieved. Drugs, movies where stuff blows up, loud parties — all these chase away loneliness by making me forget my name’s...

plus one.” But I did get all worked up, and I spent the evening on the couch, crying.

He liked lonely places, because he never really felt alone.

What a fool she was ever to have imagined that there might be some place in the world where she could sink to the earth with the knowledge that there were people round her who...

I invented adventures for myself and made up a life, so as at least to live in some way.

I’ll never forget how the depression and loneliness felt good and bad at the same time. Still does.

In his or her own way, everyone I saw before me looked happy. Whether they were really happy or just looked it, I couldn’t tell. But they did look happy on this pleasant early afternoon...

The two of them on top of the freezing slide, wordlessly holding hands. Once again they were a ten-year-old boy and girl. A lonely boy, and a lonely girl. A classroom, just after school let...

She had never before minded being alone. Now she dreaded it. When she was alone now she felt so dreadfully alone.

…en todo caso había un solo túnel, oscuro y solitario: el mío.

Let’s just say, by the end of her second quarter Beli could walk down the hall without fear that anyone would crack on her. The downside of this of course was that she was completely...

I am not alone because loneliness is always with me…

I’ve seen the way you’ve been looking at me. Don’t bullshit me, Pat. I live in the addition around back, which is completely separate from the house, so there’s no chance of my parents walking...

It’s just as easy to be lonely in a city as out in the wilderness. Easier, really. It’s harder to get to know someone when you meet in a crowded place. People can freely ignore...

… but she was also bewilderingly lonely… Abra had lost her gift for being alone.

In truth, nothing was the same. She forgot about the stars… and taking notice of the sea. She was no longer filled with all the curiosities of the world and didn’t take much notice of...

Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.

When you’re young, you think it’s going to be solved by love. But it never is. Being close-as close as you can get-to another person only makes it clear the impassable distance between you.

Samoća nije živeti sam, samoća je kad nismo sposobni da pravimo društvo nekome ili nečemu što se nalazi duboko u nama, samoća nije usamljeno drvo nasred puste ravnice, to je rastojanje između skrivenih sokova i...

One dead and one alone. That’s how the story ends.

Those who live alone slide into the habit of vertical eating: why bother with the niceties when there’s no one to share or censure? But laxity in one area may lead to derangement in all.

From long experience she knew that she wore her loneliness like armor. Very few people ever recognized it for what it was. To the casual observer it looked very much like arrogance. Sometimes it was.

There’s not a lot to do when you don’t want to do anything.

Wherever you go in the next catastrophéBe it sickroom, or prison, or cemet’ryDo not fear that your stay will besolit’ryCountless souls share your fate,you’ll have company!

The saints were his friends, and blessed him; the monsters were his friends, and guarded him.

Lying is easy. But it’s lonely.””What do you mean?””When you lie to everyone about everything, what’s left? What’s true?””Nothing,” I say.”Exactly.

She realized that being starved for words was the same as being starved for food, because both left a hollow place inside you, a place you needed filled to make it through another day. Rachel...

She learned the intricacy of loneliness: the horror of color, the roar of soundlessness and the menace of familiar objects lying still.

Even when it seems that there is no one else, always remember there’s one person who never ceased to love you – yourself.

Silence is most meaningful.

Throwing herself into learning helped Miri ignore the painful chill of solitude around her.

There’s not one good thought in that place. There’s nothing but waste and want. I can feel his selfish cravings and an abyss of secrets I hope to never know.

It’s something I imagine occasionally: waking up to discover civilisation has ended, leaving nothing but empty streets and silence. I don’t actually want that to happen, but I ponder what I’d do, and how I’d...

Isolation and loneliness are central causes of depression and despair.

Ivanov: No, my clever young thing, it’s not a question of romance. I say as before God that I will endure everything – depression and mental illness and ruin and the loss of my wife...

Loneliness is really a wonderful companion that can show us so much about ourselves and others.

Will. For a moment her heart hesitated. She remembered when Will had died, her agony, the long nights alone, reaching across the bed every morning when she woke up, for years expecting to find him...

I wasn’t sure of it, but I was almost certain that loneliness was a disease. An infectious, disgusting illness that was slow to creep into your system and overtake you, even though you tried to...

May I eat lunch with you, Charlie Brown?” I’d give anything to talk with her… she’d never like me, though… I’m so blah and so stupid… she’d never like me… I wonder what would happen...

You know the parlor trick.wrap your arms around your own bodyand from the back it looks likesomeone is embracing youher hands grasping your shirther fingernails teasing your neckfrom the front it is another storyyou never...

They’re sharing a drink called loneliness, but at least its better than drinking alone.