“The eyes of men love to pluck the blossoms from the faded flowers they turn away.”
Lonely feeling
Lonely Quotes — page 106 of 309
“When I was a little boy in Worcestershire reading history books I never thought I should have to interfere between a king and his mistress.”
“And Goodness knows The Wicked's lives are lonely Goodness knows The Wicked die alone”
“I was an only child. I did have kind of like a lonely existence.”
“My uncle used to love me, but she died.”
“Now that you're an adult, you might still feel a pang of guilt when you decline a dinner invitation in favor of a good book. Or maybe you like to eat alone in restaurants and could do without the pitying looks from fellow diners. Or you're told that you're "in your head too much", a phrase that's often deployed against the quiet and cerebral. Or maybe there's another word for such people: thinkers.”
“What, I ask, drives me to disorder? How can I diagnose myself? All I feel, most immediately, is the most anguished need for physical love and mental companionship -”
“The writer is either a practicing recluse or a delinquent, guilt-ridden one--or both. Usually both.”
“I like people too much or not at all. I've got to go down deep, to fall into people, to really know them.”
“I like people too much or not at all.”
“People or stars Regard me sadly, I disappoint them.”
“I am solitary as grass. What is it I miss? Shall I ever find it, whatever it is?”
“There is something demoralizing about watching two people get more and more crazy about each other, especially when you are the only extra person in the room. It's like watching Paris from an express caboose heading in the opposite direction--every second the city gets smaller and smaller, only you feel it's really you getting smaller and smaller and lonelier and lonelier, rushing away from all those lights and excitement at about a million miles an hour.”
“I would get bullied a lot. You know, it was the '70s and '80s, so it was a lot of racism back then towards Indian people. And it wasn't actual hatred, it was just that blind, 'Let's pick on that guy.' You know, and you've got to figure that I was a very small kid. And I had a big mouth, so I'm sure that didn't help.”
“You left and I cried tears of blood. My sorrow grows. Its not just that You left. But when You left my eyes went with You. Now, how will I cry?”
“This mirror inside me shows. I can’t say what, but I can’t not know. I run from body. I run from spirit. I do not belong anywhere.”
“Can you still have any famous last words if you're somebody nobody knows?”
“Now I know what loneliness is, I think. Momentary loneliness, anyway. It comes from a vague core of the self - - like a disease of the blood, dispersed throughout the body so that one cannot locate the matrix, the spot of contagion.”
“I wish to cry. Yet, I laugh, and my lipstick leaves a red stain like a bloody crescent moon on top of the beer can”
“I miss the old Kanye, straight from the 'Go Kanye, Chop up the soul Kanye, set on his goals Kanye, I hate the new Kanye, the bad mood Kanye, The always rude Kanye, spaz in the news Kanye...”