A season of loneliness and isolation is when the caterpillar gets its wings. Remember that next time you feel alone.

You can’t feel lonely if there’s no one else around.-Yamaguchi Kenji (Yamaken)

Can you be alone without being lonely? Can you spend time by yourself without craving noise or company of other people? Have you discovered the glory of quiet time spent alone, time spent listening to...

I can be alone without being lonely. In fact, those times of solitude are necessary respite for a beleaguered soul, set upon by the pressures of life. I need to take whatever moments I can...

It is beautiful, it is endless, it is full and yet seems empty. It hurts us.

Its good to be alone than being alone with everyone.

Loe tinggal sendirian di dunia yang kejam ini? Keren! That’s punk, dude!

I would die of lonely.

Take a shower, wash off the day. Drink a glass of water. Make the room dark. Lie down and close your eyes.Notice the silence. Notice your heart. Still beating. Still fighting. You made it, after...

The couch was wide enough for two, but I sat in it alone. Was I obese in body—or skinny in love?

Suddenly this defeat.This rain.The blues gone grayAnd the browns gone grayAnd yellowA terrible amber.In the cold streetsYour warm body.In whatever roomYour warm body.Among all the peopleYour absenceThe people who are alwaysNot you.I have been easy...

Great Outdoors”places me in a different tonal mood, filledup with hope and passion, not resentful,suppressed relics of anger unresolvedDid you listen to the winds?What did you hear?Did you listen to the trees?What knowledge did they...

If you learn to really sit with loneliness and embrace it for the gift that it is…an opportunity to get to know YOU, to learn how strong you really are, to depend on no one...

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

I’m just an insomniac struggling for a night where I don’t dream of you anymore.

Sit with me, and I’ll not be alone.Hold my hand, and I’ll not feel alone.Cry with me, and I’ll no longer suffer alone.

I would prefer to live with bleeding heart where desire see darkness of uncertainty because I need to know the existence of love

At least I rescued your poor hot dog.

I’ve seen a lot of stuff… maybe I’ve seen too much. I see most humans in a bad light because I’ve seen what they can do, how evil they can be… I’ve seen the Holocaust...

Tôi không đặt mua vé máy bay khi tôi đang thất vọng hay bế tắc. Tôi không tin một chuyến đi có thể cứu rỗi tôi. Không ai hay điều gì trên đời này có...

History chews up sexually uncertain boys, and spits us out as recycled, generic greeting cards for lonely old men.

there’s no clarity.there was never meant to be clarity.

no time agoor else a lifewalking in the darki met christjesus)my heartflopped overand lay stillwhile he passed(asclose as i’m to youyes closermade of nothingexcept loneliness.

I bundled in my own blanket and reflected on the strange and somewhat unexpected friendship that was slowly developing between Davin and myself. It was clear to me that he needed a friend, but for...

It’s so stupid because all I wanted was space and now that I have it, there’s this part of me that’s achingly lonely I could die.

It’s very lonely bringing up a child on your own.

Strange how seeing the light can make a person feel so alone in the darkness

Everyday when we practice we look up at that banner and it’s lonely up there.

You are my favourite part of me.

I felt empty a lot and I sometimes had a sense—and I know this sounds strange—that I really had no existence as my own person, that I could disappear and no one would notice or...

I was never able to accept anyone else’s support but my own –

For your love I have uprooted all my desires, I am no more demanding…

Often it feels like I am breathing today only because a few years back I had no idea which nerve to cut…

People make interesting assumptions about the profession. The writer is a mysterious figure, wandering lonely as a cloud, fired by inspiration, or perhaps a cocktail or two.

There was a story etched in each wrinkle on his forehead-the stories any long life can amass but that only a lonely life locks forever.

Love is hard to find, hard to keep, and hard to forget.

There was no waking from this nightmare, no comforting whisper in the dark that he was safe really, that it was all in his imagination; the last and greatest of his protectors had died, and...

I talked to a calzone for fifteen minutes last night before I realized it was just an introverted pizza. I wish all my acquaintances were so tasty.

Many times he had tried unsuccessfully to let go his hold on her. They had many fine times together, fine talks between the loves of the white nights, but always when he turned away from...

Everything was quiet now. It was even too freaky quiet. The house seemed big without anyone else inside. It felt lonely; like a ghost town.

People who do a job that claims to be creative have to be alone to recharge their batteries. You can’t live 24 hours a day in the spotlight and remain creative. For people like me,...

To share is precious, pure and fair.Don’t play with something you should cherish for life. Don’t you wanna care, ain’t it lonely out there?

A future as lonely as the surface of the moon and still just the sight of him feels like a homecoming, like a song I used to know but forgot.

A loyal heart is true to love even if it is full of scars

I was standing all alone against the world outside. You were searching for a place to hide. Lost and lonely, now you’ve given me the will to survive. When we’re hungry, Love will keep us...

She was alone.She missed him immediately.

Poems can getsleepless tooand becomethe loneliest thingin the universe.

Friends are a strange, volatile, contradictory, yet sticky phenomenon. They are made, crafted, shaped, molded, created by focused effort and intent. And yet, true friendship, once recognized, in its essence is effortless.Best friends are formed...

We’re always contradicting ourselves.We want people to tell us apart…….yet we don’t want them to be able to.We want people to get to know us……but we also want them to keep their distance.We’ve always longed...

she slammed the door andwas gone.I looked at the closed doorand at the doorknoband strangelyI didn’t feelalone.