Loneliness Quotes

Technology grows and so does loneliness.

Nothing remained but loneliness and grief.

The General Public is a statistical fiction created by a few exceptional men to make the loneliness of being exceptional a little easier to bear.

Celebrate your humanness, celebrate your craziness, celebrate your inadequacies, celebrate your loneliness ... but celebrate YOU!

Loneliness and darkness have just robbed me of my valuables.

I often stood in front of the mirror alone, wondering how ugly a person could get.

there is a loneliness in this world so great that you can see it in the slow movement of the hands of a clock

Even the company of the mad was better than the company of the dead.

If we are alone, we become more alone. Life is strange

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

Was it really some other person I was so anxious to discover...or was it only my own solitude that I could not abide?

Now Doon seemed to care for his new friends more than he did for her. Every time she thought about him she felt a thud of pain, like a bruised place inside her.

I know nothing - nothing in the world - of the hearts of men. I only know that I am alone - horribly alone.

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

It suddenly struck me that Dawsey is a lonesome person. I think it may be that he has always been lonely, but he didn't mind before, and now he minds.

And it feels strange, almost sad, to walk through ther empty halls. Each step I take sounds so lonely.

I preferred to look at the sea, which said nothing and never made you feel alone.

A person could last a long while without touch, but once someone had experienced the comfort, joy, and sheer relief of another human body close, the desire to experience that again was hard to deny.

For the way loneliness is worse when you return to it after a reprieve—like the soul’s version of putting on a wet bathing suit, clammy and miserable.

All that he had of her was his memory, where he held every moment, every single moment that she had been his. That was all he had, to keep out the loneliness.

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.

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

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

Some people are just not meant to be in this world. It's just too much for them.

Lucian was beginning to get used to hearing her small observations at night. More than anything, he realized he liked her voice in the dark. It made him feel less lonely.

Outside the hospital, I squinted in the harsh morning sunlight. I could hear birds chirping in the tree, but even though I searched for them, they remained hidden from me.

She was like a lone angel floating above the surface of the earth, laughing with delight because she could fly but crying out of loneliness.

If our greatest fear is to sink away alone and unremembered, the brutality that time will inflict upon each of us will always run stronger than any river's murky waves.

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

She deserved at least one person who saw her and knew how good she was.

I had been alone more than I could have been had I gone by myself.

My sleep wasn't peaceful, though. I have the sense of emerging from a world of dark, haunted places where I traveled alone.

Anyone who is desperate or alone will agree there is comfort in routine.

I stood lonely enough, but to that feeling of isolation I was accustomed: it did not oppress me much.

If it's true what is said, that only the wise discover the wise, then it must also be true that the lone wolf symbolizes either the biggest fool on the planet or the biggest Einstein on the planet.

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

Loneliness, she thought, was craving for other people's company. But she did not know that loneliness can be an unnoticed cramping of the spirit for lack of companionship.

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

But there it is: Everyone is alone, for life, and maybe that's not such a bad thing.

She understood how a world jammed with phones, email, and faxes could still leave you feeling utterly alone.

I can't shove the dark out of my way.

Loneliness in a crowd of people was the worst kind of loneliness, but she couldn't help it.

Walking by yourself in the rain is for college kids who think loneliness makes poets.

Loneliness, dejection, the contempt or pity of people around you--these are unpleasant feelings. But they are precisely the things that produce genuine Dark Ones.

I'm not crazy or dangerous, just a bit eccentric and lonely.

Didn't people call New Year's the loneliest night on the calender? She took comfort in knowing somewhere on the planet, someone might be as miserable as she was.

Novelty is a new kind of loneliness.

There were people everywhere but no one was mine, and I was no one's.

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.

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.