“I don't really hang out with a lot of celebrities.”
Lonely feeling
Lonely Quotes — page 229 of 309
“I live a pretty anonymous life.”
“I didn't necessarily fit in in high school. I felt very awkward. I still feel completely awkward and weird in my body sometimes. I'm hoping that's going to go away, but I've just embraced it as reality.”
“When you're a single parent, you're often lonely, yet seldom alone. There is no backup ... It is mothering without a net.”
“Needy and boring parents tend to have needy and bored children.”
“Not every relationship can be altered to fit.”
“Groveling for connection from someone who compares you to Hitler is not good for a person's self-esteem.”
“Single parenthood is hard, but it's simple too. You just do everything yourself.”
“Everybody's entitled to think whatever they want and to express that, but my personal day-to-day experience does not come into contact with any of those people.”
“Now you are come! You tremble like a star Poised where, behind earth's rim, the sun has set. Your voice has sung across my heart, but numb And mute, I have no tones to answer.”
“Solitude may rust your words.”
“Our love of each other was like two long shadows kissing without hope of reality.”
“Since desire always goes towards that which is our direct opposite, it forces us to love that which will make us suffer.”
“This image of herself as a not ordinary women, an image which was trembling now in his eyes, might suddenly disappear. Nothing more difficult to live up to than men's dreams.”
“He was jealous of her future, and she of his past.”
“Instead of answering her as soon as he saw her hair grow electric, her face more vivid, her eyes like lightning, her body restless and jerky like a racehorse’s, he retired behind this wall of objective understanding, this gentle testing and acceptance of her, just as one watches an animal in the zoo and smiles at his antics, but is not drawn into this mood. It was this which left Lilith in a state of isolation - indeed, like a wild animal in an absolute desert.”
“The woman will sit eternally in the tall black armchair. I will be the one woman you will never have...excessive living weighs down the imagination: we will not live, we will only write and talk to swell the sails.”
“We did not touch each other. We were both leaning over the abyss.”
“Why do I doubt her? Perhaps she is just very sensitive, and hypersensitive people are false when others doubt them; they waver. And one thinks them insincere. Yet I want to believe her. At the same time it does not seem so very important that she should love me. It is not her role. I am so filled with my love of her. And at the same time I feel that I am dying. Our love would be death. The embrace of imaginings.”
“Again I take a taxi to Clichy address, but feel that I do not want to go on loving Henry more actively than he loves me (having realized that nobody will ever love me in that overabundant, overexpressive, overthoughtful, overhuman way I love people), and so I will wait for him. So I ask taxi driver to drop me at the Galeries Lafayette, where I begin to look for a new hat and to shop for Christmas. Pride? I don't know. A kind of wise retreat. I need people too much. So I bury my gigantic defect, my overflow of love, under trivialities, like a child. I amuse myself with a new hat.”