“How terrible it was to love people when you could not really share their lives!”
Lonely feeling
Lonely Quotes — page 170 of 309
“And I watered it in fears, Night and morning with my tears; And I sunned it with smiles, And with soft deceitful wiles.”
“Silent as despairing love, and strong as jealousy.”
“How can the bird that is born for joy Sit in a cage and sing? How can a child, when fears annoy, But droop his tender wing, And forget his youthful spring?”
“O why was I born with a different face? Why was I not born like the rest of my race?”
“O heart! O heart! if she'd but turn her head You'd know the folly of being comforted.”
“She clung to that which had robbed her, as people do.”
“Westley closed his eyes. There was pain coming and he had to be ready for it. He had to prepare his brain, he had to get his mind controlled and safe from their efforts, so that they could not break him. He would not let them break him. He would hold together against anything and all. If only they gave him sufficient time to make ready, he knew he could defeat pain. It turned out they gave him sufficient time (it was months before the Machine was ready). But they broke him anyway.”
“I understand everything,” he said. “You understand nothing, but it really doesn’t matter, since what you mean is, you’re glad to see me, just as I’m glad to see you because no more loneliness.” “That’s what I mean,” said Fezzik.”
“If you love a Dream Woman ... let her stay the divine Woman of the Dream. To awaken and clasp flesh and blood, no matter how delicately tender, and find that love has sped at the dawn is a misery too deep for tears.”
“Who was I? The stranger was footsteps in the snow a long time ago.”
“There's a boy across the river with an ass like a peach; alas I was no swimmer and lost my Clementine.”
“Being daily swallowed by men's eyes, They surfeited with honey and began To loathe the taste of sweetness, whereof a little More than a little is by much too much. So, when he had occasion to be seen, He was but as the cuckoo is in June. Heard, not regarded.”
“Thine eyes I love, and they as pitying me, Knowing thy heart torment me with disdain, Have put on black, and loving mourners be, Looking with pretty ruth upon my pain.”
“Thou seest we are not all alone unhappy: This wide and universal theatre Presents more woeful pageants than the scene Wherein we play in.”
“I cannot but remember such things were that were most precious to me.”
“She moves me not, or not removes at least affection's edge in me.”
“In this world with starry dome,Floored with gemlike plains and seas,Shall I never feel at home,Never wholly be at ease?”
“On a fair prospect some have looked, And felt, as I have heard them say, As if the moving time had been A thing as steadfast as the scene On which they gazed themselves away.”
“And homeless near a thousand homes I stood, And near a thousand tables pined and wanted food.”