“I had been alone more than I could have been had I gone by myself.”
Lonely feeling
Lonely Quotes — page 258 of 309
“I thought if only I had a keen, shapely bone structure to my face or could discuss politics shrewdly or was a famous writer Constantin might find me interesting enough to sleep with. And then I wondered if as soon as he came to like me he would sink into ordinariness, and if as soon as he came to love me I would find fault, the way I did with Buddy Willard and the boys before him.”
“As you get older you realise your parents aren't these superheroes. They're actually people.”
“The early commentators who put down the pre-presidential Roosevelt as an empty-headed young lightweight, all ambition and no talent, now seem comically wrong to a modern book-reading, movie-going, television-watching, legend-loving American public conditioned to think of him as one of the presidential giants on the order of Washington and Lincoln.”
“Is there an existence that is only mine?”
“I'd always assumed I was the central character in my own story, but now it occured to me I might in fact be only a minor character in someone else's.”
“Comedians are - at the end of the day, we're just a bunch of people that lack a little bit of - we're very insecure, and we want to be loved and liked by everybody. And you know, I could check my Twitter and there could be 150 people that say wonderful things. There'll be one person who says something negative. And all we focus on is that negative.”
“Feeling lonely and ignoble indicates that you haven't been patient.”
“I don't know about writing. It's quite lonely. You have to have a lot of patience with yourself.”
“My family is as far from a stage family as you could ever possibly find.”
“The feelings trembled and flapped in his chest like a bird newly put in a cage.”
“The journey over the bridge had unnerved me. The river water passed me by like an untouched drink. I suspected that even if my mother and brother had not been there I would have made no move to jump.”
“When I was nineteen, pureness was the great issue. Instead of the world being divided up into Catholics and Protestants or Republicans and Democrats or white men and black men or even men and women, I saw the world divided into people who had slept with somebody and people who hadn’t, and this seemed the only really significant difference between one person and another.”
“…'It always has to end, doesn't it? We always have to separate.' 'Yes,' I said. He was insistent, 'But it doesn't always have to be that way. We could be together some day for always.' 'Oh, no,' I told him, wondering if he knew it was all over. 'We keep running till we die. We separate, get further apart, till we are dead.”
“I didn't really see why people should look at me. Plenty of people looked queerer than I did.”
“I like you, but not too much. I don’t want to like anybody too much.”
“I need more than anything right now what is, of course, most impossible, someone to love me, to be with me at night when I wake up in shuddering horror and fear of the cement tunnels leading down to the shock room, to comfort me with an assurance that no psychiatrist can quite manage to convey.”
“I can chase you, and I can catch you, but there is nothing I can do to make you mine.”
“I see the world, it makes me puke, But then I look at you and know, that somewhere there's a someone who can soothe me.”
“I'm tired again, I've tried again, and now my heart is full. And I just can't explain...so I won't even try to.”