Don’t try to hog loneliness and keep it all to yourself. Share it with a special someone.

I was alone in that room. Of course, there were bodies all around, but they were all dead. They were dead when I got there. Well, most of them were dead. The last few I...

I lit my loneliness on fire like it was a cigarette. But I didn’t smoke it, because that would have required me to remove my gas mask. And what kind of sensible girl is going...

It all comes down to this: when you recognise your loneliness in another person, when you see desperation so familiar to yours written across someone else, you can’t just let them leave.

That’s what Jamie didn’t understand: it was never just sex. Even the fastest, dirtiest, most impersonal screw was about more than sex. It was about connection. It was about looking at another human being and...

Everything you do makes my body scream with loneliness. When I see you, the room swallows me. I find myself at the bottom of the pool.

But I look into her eyes and she looks into my eyes and we recognize it—the excitement of being here, the excitement of being now. And maybe I’m realizing what a part of it she...

I didn’t have the vaguest idea of what to do – I couldn’t keep staring at the wall forever, I told myself. But even that admonition didn’t work. A faculty advisor reviewing a graduation thesis...

—Alone, quite alone. You have no fear of that. And you know what that word means? Not only to be separate from all others but to have not even one friend.—I will take the risk,...

Loneliness ia a human condition

Don’t ignore the love you DO have in your life by focusing on the love you DON’T.

And if the world refused to square with his version of reality then it was necessarily an uncaring world, a sour and sickening world, a penal colony, and he was doomed to be violently lonely...

Lonely’s a different kind of pain, it doesn’t hurt as bad as heartbreak. I preferred it and embraced it ‘cause I reckoned it was one or the other.

The worst thing about loneliness is that it brings one face to face with oneself.

I have a mouth for kisses / No one to give or to take / I have a heart in my bosom / Beating for nobody’s sake.

I’ve chosen a life that’s so different from everybody else’s that it cuts me off from them. Practically everybody I know treats me like a guest celebrity. Of course it’s my own fault. I feel...

Could my proud loneliness be merely an illusion?

I left the library. Crossing the street, I was hit head-on by a brutal loneliness. I felt dark and hollow. Abandoned, unnoticed, forgotten, I stood on the sidewalk, a nothing, a gatherer of dust. People...

It’s only natural to feel lonely after the enjoyable moments pass. But as you experience new joys those feelings of sorrow will start to fade.

Spending some time alone is a therapy that most of us don’t know how to practice. You need a little time alone every now and then to know what you are made of, to know...

I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart

I tell you loneliness is the thing to master. Courage and fear, love, death are only parts of it and can easily be ruled afterwards. If I make myself master my own loneliness there will...

Your arms ache to hold someone — you move in slow motion from one hug to the nextso you won’t jostle the warm feeling off your shouldersbefore the next hug comes your way.Your heart feels...

Loneliness is a state of feeling that can be changed.People may still feel lonely even among the crowd.

I have all these things that I want to say to her, like… Like how I can tell she’s a lonely person, even if other people can’t. Cause I know what it feels like to...

I wanted to know what had created the chasm in his spirit. Maybe it was a broken heart. Or maybe it had always been there, like mine. Because really, I could blame my existential sadness...

I am not alone, in my aloneness.

That’s what I mean,” said Fezzik.

…and my loneliness, always my loneliness – that airless bubble of despair that is slowing stifling me.

In the midst of friends, home, and kind parents, she was alone.

He was free and unencumbered. Which is to say alone and unemployed.

in the end, everyone can understand themselves only. You are the only one to which you never have to explain what you mean. Everything else is misunderstanding.

Let not the jolly be alone in the world, for they shall talk about the future and snag to do the exercises.

When we can be alone, we can be with others without using them as an escape.

In spite of language, in spite of intelligence and intuition and sympathy, one can never really communicate anything to anybody. The essential substance of every thought and feeling remains incommunicable, locked up in the impenetrable...

Hoyt was by himself right under one of the portable lights rigged up for the occasion. He had his hands thrust in his pockets, and he looked more serious than I’d ever seen him. There...

Why were we so far apart, even when we were together? It was a nice loneliness, like the sensation of washing your face in cold water.

The tragedy of this world is that everyone is alone. For a life in the past cannot be shared with the present.

Some might say that suicide is for cowards. I dare them to hold a razor to their wrists and say it as they slice into their own flesh.

Me abrumó la soledad que desprendía su persona y, a un tiempo, creí ver en su interior un abismo infinito al que no podía evitar asomarme.

You and I share the same DNA.Is there anything more lonely than that?

One of the greatest acts of service you can do is to find someone who is secretly lonely and be a friend to them, if only for a day.

A lonely day is God’s way of saying that he wants to spend some quality time with you.

Could Denny have possibly appreciated the subjective nature of loneliness, which something nature of loneliness, which is something exist only in the mind, not in the world, and, like a virus, is unable to survive...

She needed intimacy and a sense of partaking in, not just observing, real life.

I could say it was the nights when I was lonelyand you were the only one who’d talk.I could tell you that I like your sensitivity,when you know it’s the way that you walk.

On this road there are no godspoke men. They are gone and I am left and they have taken with them the world.

Look at that party the other night. Everybody wanted to have a good time and tried real hard but we all woke up the next day feeling sorta sad and separate.

He’s like a hero come back from thewar, a poor maimed bastard living out the reality of his dreams.Wherever he sits himself the chair collapses; whatever door heenters the room is empty: whatever he puts...

My music is very personal. I’ve created it in solitude. I face a white wall and beller. I like that sound – the expression of loneliness. That’s what it’s all about.