Loneliness Quotes

…when you lonely is the best time to pray, to speak to the Lord, and most important, to listen to the Lord…

loneliness is a great teacher and a master test of character

I have found no other cure for loneliness than to befriend it.

The rhythm of solitude, once so intimidating, began to feel comfortable. Aloneness, I was learning, does not have to equal loneliness.

I think there is a difference between aloneness and loneliness. Aloneness is necessary for the soul to thrive - even to come alive. Not loneliness.

If you have never found yourself, the best place to look is in your loneliness, and rock-bottom is even better.

You build walls to fortify your heart, and blame on others for your loneliness.

Friendless is most loneliness in the world

Man is a coward in space, for he is by himself.

You are helpful, and you are loved, and you are forgiven, and you are not alone.

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

Though I knew in my mind that others had felt such loss, this loss was mine, and I felt that no one would ever understand it, and to try to explain the lonliness and pain I felt would be futile.

The house is eerily quiet. All this time I thought silence would be a welcome reprieve, but it's less comforting than I imagined. The house feels so much bigger and colder than it ever has.

Maybe I’d lost something. Maybe I’d lost a lot—more, even, than I could suffer—but I still had my own self. And lonesome as I might be, wasn’t no force on Earth or from above what could make me less.

It could be kindness. Faith felt hollow at the thought. She had needed kindness before, and has received none. Now it was too late, and she did not know what to do with it.

...I did what most kids do when their world feels destroyed. I tried to care less about what remained...It was untrue, of course.

...I did what most kids do when their world feels destroyed. I tried to care less about what remained...This was untrue, of course.

The dead are my dark matter, filling up impalpably the empty spaces of the world.

When I wear her clothes, I just feel safer, like she's whispering in my ear.

I always welcomed the comforting cloak of night except for the times when I lost something in it.

I'm not going anywhere, " she told me that night. But until we are old ladies--a cypress age, a Sawtooth age--I will continue to link arms with her, in public, in private, in a panic of love.

He stroked her back and kept a fierce grip on her like she’d fade away into one of the thousands of ghosts in this cemetery.

How should they know? I can't revealto a single friend what my soul conceals, whom I'm in love with or what I believe -my dreams, my thoughts - or why I grieve.

But when she finally got the wings to fly she realized she had nowhere else to go to...

But remember this. When God wants to punish us, he gives us just ourselves to care for.

I can't recall the sound of your voiceStill, I bring flowers and meet the skyask it to hold me, too.

You hold an absence at your center, as if it were a life.

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

The abundance of small things, it'll bury you.

The rain echoed in the shadowy attic space and made me feel small and fragile, like a lace glove left behind on moving day - mateless and abandoned.

It wasn't the aloneness that Liz minded. It was the silence. It echoed.

He celebrated his solitude with a frown.

Love will not come to me again. I’ll vegetate like a plant in a cellar, without light.

Until there is no longer the possibility of sadness, of isolation, there can be no gravity. We all float by, rootless, taking clumsy astronaut steps and calling it progress.

I've never been the most important person to anybody - not even myself.

I've never been the most important thing to anybody - not even myself.

The lonely? Where's that from?Sadness' best friend. Sadness broughtit along and I couldn't turn it away, soI let it multiply in my pulse instead.

Once I was everything, now I'm nothing.You won't only doubt yourself, you doubt life.

You want to believe you're not the saddest person in the world.

You are not forever in the dark. Look up. There's the Light.

I go about saying how pained and tormented, how lonely and sad I feel, but what do I really mean by that? If I were to speak the truth, I would die.

I CAN'T GO ON! I FEEL LIKE NONE OF MY EMOTIONAL WOUNDS CAN HEAL! AS SOON AS IT TRIES TO HEAL, IT SHATTERS AGAIN! I CAN'T HEAL!

...not to look back or feel sad about things, that home is wherever I am.

He knew too well the sting of loneliness and how over time it stole you away, piece by piece, until a mere shell remained.

It was lonely to be so perfect in all respects.

. . . if there was a hope of comfort for any moment, the heart or head of no human being in this house could yield it . . .

...He was wrong about the sadness though: far better to have it when you're young. A sad pretty girl inspires the urge to console, unlike a sad old crone.

I can’t sleep alone anymoreand I get used tocompanytoo quickly. You’re always gone too soon.

She saw that he knew what loneliness was, that he understood why it might be raining inside a person even when the sun shone, that sadness needed no immediate cause.

We seek out other people to fight off the loneliness but it's like we're children playing at pretend. We are alone in everything we do, Livy. Alone but not without company.