Loneliness Quotes - Page 16

Our society is so fragmented, our family lives so sundered by physical and emotional distance, our friendships so sporadic, our intimacies so 'in-between' things and often so utilitarian, that there are few places where we can feel truly safe.

We expect more from technology and less from each other.

Tennis is the loneliest sport

It takes courage to be creative. Just as soon as you have an idea, you become a minority of one.

We can't underestimate the value of silence. We need to create ourselves, need to spend time alone. If you don't, you risk not knowing yourself and not realizing your dreams.

Squiffy, have you ever felt a sort of strange emptiness in the heart? A sort of aching void of the soul?'

'Oh, rather!'

'What do you do about it?'

'I generally take a couple of cocktails.

I'll never forget how the depression and loneliness felt good and bad at the same time. Still does.

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

Depression on my left, Loneliness on my right. They don't need to show me thier badges. I know these guys very well.

Rain makes me feel less alone. All rain is, is a cloud- falling apart, and pouring its shattered pieces down on top of you. It makes me feel good to know I'm not the only thing that falls apart . It makes me feel better to know other things in nature can shatter.

I didn't have that kind of friendship, the forever kind of friendship that will last your whole life through, no matter what.

Inside my house, nobody was home, except everybody, but it was easy to feel like those were one and the same.

Whoever wrote

"I'd rather have loved and lost than never have loved at all"

Should be shot in the face.
Funny thing is,
I'd rather take their place

The trick to loneliness is to spend a lot of time inside one’s head.

I think I’ll feel out of place wherever I go on earth, forever. But that’s fine. I have to make my peace with that.

The cold is a lonely person's way to feel alone and death.

I've been clinging to this world like a discarded shell of an insect stuck to a branch, about to be blown off forever by a gust of wind.

That’s why; he’s worried about how his life is turning out, and he’s lonely, and lonely people are the bitterest of them all.

Things must be done, life must go on. Life would go on, even if every breath she took hurt, even if her joints ached when she moved. Sorry and loneliness were an insidious evil, for they lived in the mind. One could not take a tonic and see them dissipate.

mi rostro?
un cero disimulado..