#lines

The saints were his friends, and blessed him; the monsters were his friends, and guarded him. ↗

— Victor Hugo

#loneliness #friendship

Solitude is indeed dangerous for a working intelligence. We need to have around us people who think and speak. When we are alone for a long time we people the void with phantoms ↗

— Guy de Maupassant

#loneliness #solitude #intelligence

To the as-yet-unborn, to all innocent wisps of undifferentiated nothingness: Watch out for life. ↗

— Kurt Vonnegut

#opening-lines #life

Surely it is an odd way to spend your life - sitting alone in a room with a pen in your hand, hour after hour, day after day, year after year, struggling to put words on pieces of paper in order to give birth to what does not exist, except in your head. Why on earth would anyone want to do such a thing? The only answer I have ever been able to come up with is: because you have to, because you have no choice. ↗

— Paul Auster

#loneliness #paper #words #writer #writing

Writing itself is a dream. There are days of self doubt and deadlines and wondering how you're going to pay the bills until you write that bestseller. But it's still the best job I've ever had. I've also been able to help a lot of people and even inspire a few and that feels great. ↗

— Graham Brown

#also #been #best #bestseller #bills

If we are alone, we become more alone. Life is strange ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#life #loneliness #strange #life

Dr Weiss, at forty, knew that her life had been ruined by literature ↗

— Anita Brookner

#literature #ruined #life

Do you know that feeling - The feeling of being alive and dead, both at the same time? When it seems like you are just going through with different notions of life, without actually living it. I do, I know that feeling very well. I live with it, eat with it and often sleep with it. ↗

— Bhavya Kaushik

#heartbroken #loneliness #life

Oh, this coming back to an empty house,' Rupert thought, when he had seen her safely up to her door. People - though perhaps it was only women - seemed to make so much of it. As if life itself were not as empty as the house one was coming back to. ↗

— Barbara Pym

#life

There are lots of different ways grown-ups disappear. It's lonely being the one left behind. ↗

— Julia Green

#loneliness #life