Let me tell you this: if you meet a loner, no matter what they tell you, it's not because they enjoy solitude. It's because they have tried to blend into the world before, and people continue to disappoint them.
The loneliest moment in someone’s life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly.
Two possibilities exist: either we are alone in the Universe or we are not. Both are equally terrifying.
Remember: the time you feel lonely is the time you most need to be by yourself. Life's cruelest irony.
Why do people have to be this lonely? What's the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?
Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.
The worst part of holding the memories is not the pain. It's the loneliness of it. Memories need to be shared.
Nobody likes being alone that much. I don't go out of my way to make friends, that's all. It just leads to disappointment.
I’m here. I love you. I don’t care if you need to stay up crying all night long, I will stay with you. If you need the medication again, go ahead and take it—I will love you through that, as well. If you don’t need the medication, I will love you, too. There’s nothing you can ever do to lose my love. I will protect you until you die, and after your death I will still protect you. I am stronger than Depression and I am braver than Loneliness and nothing will ever exhaust me.
All I ever wanted was to reach out and touch another human being not just with my hands but with my heart.
Solitude is fine but you need someone to tell that solitude is fine.
Maybe ever’body in the whole damn world is scared of each other.
If you're lonely when you're alone, you're in bad company.
All great and precious things are lonely.
I have absolutely no pleasure in the stimulants in which I sometimes so madly indulge. It has not been in the pursuit of pleasure that I have periled life and reputation and reason. It has been the desperate attempt to escape from torturing memories, from a sense of insupportable loneliness and a dread of some strange impending doom.
being alone never felt right. sometimes it felt good, but it never felt right.
When I get lonely these days, I think: So BE lonely, Liz. Learn your way around loneliness. Make a map of it. Sit with it, for once in your life. Welcome to the human experience. But never again use another person's body or emotions as a scratching post for your own unfulfilled yearnings.
Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell.
The trouble is not that I am single and likely to stay single, but that I am lonely and likely to stay lonely.
Loneliness is the human condition. Cultivate it. The way it tunnels into you allows your soul room to grow. Never expect to outgrow loneliness. Never hope to find people who will understand you, someone to fill that space. An intelligent, sensitive person is the exception, the very great exception. If you expect to find people who will understand you, you will grow murderous with disappointment. The best you'll ever do is to understand yourself, know what it is that you want, and not let the cattle stand in your way.