That initial anger she had felt turned to sadness, and now it had become something else, almost a dullness of sorts. Even though she was constantly in motion, it seemed as if nothing special ever...

It…whatever ‘it’ is, has swallowed me and I lie here in the pit of its cold dark stomach being eaten alive by its bile and I…I don’t even know if I want to be saved.

I am a lonely man,’ Sensei said. ‘And so I am glad that you come to see me. But I am also a melancholy man, and so I asked you why you should wish to...

I shall not be lonely. No one who reads is ever that.

Lingering is so very lonely when one lingers all alone.

He could see her, but dared not remain for fear of annoying her by seeming to be spying upon the pleasures which she tasted in other company, pleasures which – while he drove home in...

Sometimes isolation can be shared.

and the boy’s eyes are searching hers with something like loneliness, like the very last thing he wants is to be left behind right now.

So that you will hear memy wordssometimes grow thinas the tracks of the gulls on the beaches.Necklace, drunken bellfor your hands smooth as grapes.And I watch my words from a long way off.They are more...

I was always holding onto people, and they were always leaving.

Everyone keeps telling me that time heals all wounds, but no one can tell me what I’m supposed to do right now. Right now I can’t sleep. It’s right now that I can’t eat. Right...

I believe in whatever gets you throught the night. […] Night is the hardest time to be alive. For me, anyway. It lasts so long, and four A.M.knows all my secrets.

It’s sad that in a world of billions, people can still feel isolated and alone. Sometimes all it takes to brighten up someone’s day is a smile or kind word, or the generous actions of...

Unpopular, lonely and loving, Elinor need not trouble, For if she were not so loving, She would not be so miserable.

there is only one solitude, and it is vast, heavy, difficult to bear, and almost everyone has hours when he would gladly exchange it for any kind of sociability, however trivial or cheap, for the...

…the story of the young woman whose death I witnessed in a concentration camp. It is a simple story. There is little to tell and it may sound as if I had invented it; but...

I guess we will.

I can relate to Marguerite Duras even though I’m not French, nor have I been consumed by love for an East Asian man. I can life inside Alice Munro’s skin. But I can’t relate to...

even in the loneliest momentsi have been therefor myself.

. . . clumsiness is often mated with a love of solitude.

Nothing,” I said. “It’s quiet. It’s like― I don’t know. It’s like falling off a cliff.” I laughed. “I guess my life will just stop when I get married.”It didn’t. It wasn’t quiet either. And...

But I know that for every good thing that comes along, there is always a cost.

How was I able to live alone before, my little everything? Without you I lack self-confidence, passion for work, and enjoyment of life–in short, without you, my life is no life.[Written to his wife, Mileva]

You know that feeling of relief as soon as you wake up from a bad dream? That is what I feel as soon as I fall asleep.

Here we go mother on the shipless ocean.Pity us, pity the ocean, here we go.

Perhaps her requirements were too great,Or her indulgence for human weakness too small,For her attempts to form a friendship had alwaysEnded in disappointment.

It would be so great to have someone my own age to talk to, even if it was just about books.

As the new work fills my notebooks, I’ve come to realize that the characters in my stories were so real because I really did want to get close to people, I really did want to...

He would say her name over and over until it devolved into meaningless sounds – mah REI kuh, mah REI kuh – it became an entry in a dictionary of loneliness.

Lonely’ is a troubling word and not one to be tossed around lightly. It makes people uncomfortable, summoning up as it does all kinds of harsher adjectives, like ‘sad’ or ‘strange’. I have always been...

I’m solitary as a pulled tooth,Lonely as an unwelcome truth, Lost as a minnow out of school, A genius in a crop of fools.

I have an inward treasure born with me, which can keep me alive if all extraneous delights should be withheld, or offered only at a price I cannot afford to give.

Even if times are tough and you’re enduring a terrible heartache, it’s important to focus your anger on a vibrator, not another person.

Já jsem uctivý a zdvořilý ke každému, ale kdyby lidi věděli, jak těžká mi je tato uctivost a zdvořilost, utíkali by ode mne a prosili by mne, abych jim odpustil, že jejich stín padl na...

To live a spiritual life we must first find the courage to enter into the desert of our loneliness and to change it by gentle and persistent efforts into a garden of solitude. The movement...

I and me are always too deeply in conversation: how could I endure it,if there were not a friend?The friend of the hermit is always the third one: the third one is the float which...

Dreams were frail things, when all was said, and loneliness the only certainty.

We are accustomed to think of ourselves as a great democratic body, linked by common ties of blood and language, united indissolubly by all the modes of communication which the ingenuity of man can possibly...

She was stronger alone…

Loneliness is not lack of company. Loneliness is lack of purpose.

Roo: What’s your definition of popularity?Hutch: I used to think people were popular because they were good-looking, or nice, or funny, or good at sports. Roo: Aren’t they?Hutch: I’d think, if I could just be...

Su decisión habia sido permanecer en aguas profundas y tenebrosas, lejos de todas las trampas y cebos y traiciones. Mi decisión fué ir allá a buscarlo, mas allá de toda gente. Mas allá de toda...

Hold me like you hold the hand of a little kid who needs you in loneliness, bite my fingers like you bite a giggling kid in front of her friends, and play with me like...

You told me you would never leave me, but the only thing I feel is loneliness…

I was just thoughts, just air. There was nothingness all around me. Was this what it was like to be dead? When you died, did you still sense everything going on around you, only it...

I didn’t feel lonely until there was something to yearn for. Loneliness and longing are two sides of the same coin.

Önce kelime vardı” diye başlıyor Yohanna’ya göre İncil.Kelimelerden önce de Yalnızlık vardı ve kelimeden sonra da var olmaya devam etti yalnızlık.. Kelimenin bittiği yerden başladı. Kelimeler yalnızlığı unutturdu ve yalnızlık kelimeyle birlikte yaşadı insanın içinde.Kelimeler,yalnızlılığı...

True, I was rather alone, but loneliness isn’t proof of not being right.

As Sicknes is the greatest misery, so the greatest misery of sicknes, is solitude…Solitude is a torment which is not threatened in hell itselfe.-DONNE

Be good and you will be lonesome.