#lone

All we had was her room, her stories, and the quiet that settled in as we tried in vain to spread ourselves out and fill the space she'd left behind. ↗

— Sarah Dessen

#emptiness #loneliness #beauty

Q: Why do I love thee, O Night? A: Because you know I will never answer. ↗

— Vera Nazarian

#answer #answers #communication #communion #enigma

I don't know," she said. "We used to squabble a lot when we were going together and then engaged and everything, but I thought everything would be so different as soon as you were married. And now I feel so sort of strange and everything. I feel so sort of alone. ↗

— Dorothy Parker

#loneliness #marriage #relationships #dating

For I'm afraid of loneliness; shiveringly, terribly afraid. I don't mean the ordinary physical loneliness, for here I am, deliberately travelled away from London to get to it, to its spaciousness and healing. I mean that awful loneliness of spirit that is the ultimate tragedy of life. When you've got to that, really reached it, without hope, without escape, you die. You just can't bear it, and you die. ↗

— Elizabeth von Arnim

#escape #fear #hope #london #loneliness

This morning could have been perfect. The cruel truth is they have never been. Give us loneliness or give us death. ↗

— Sean Gabler

#loneliness #love #poetry #sex #death

I feel strangely free at such times. To behave properly is to be always courteous, always clever, and subtle and elegant. But now, when I am so alone, I do not have to be any of these things. For this moment, I am wholly myself, unshaped by the needs of others, by their dreams or expectations or sensibilities. But I am also lonely. With no one to shape me, who stands here, watching the moon, or the stars, or the clouds? ↗

— Kij Johnson

#life #lonely #others #truth #dreams

The soul hardly ever realizes it, but whether he is a believer or not, his loneliness is really a homesickness for God. ↗

— Hubert Van Zeller

#god #inspirational #life #loneliness #patience

Foggy nights bring some comfort. He can get lost in the mist and there is no one to stare or question. ↗

— Susie Clevenger

#comfort #fear #freedom #lost #poetry

The street of dream is not in my mind so that it can get erased. It stays in my heart for more than that circulate inside it. Once Upon at Independence Day-2012 ↗

— Mirza Sharafat

#love #poetry #quotes #dreams

Her world fragmented into dozens of sharp, cutting shards, shedding the salty blood and saltier tears that ringed the bitter cocktail of her despair. She was caterpillar and butterfly, both, caught in a cocoon of raw nerves and open sores; she was insanity, wrapped up in the thin, transient wrappings of a temporary lucidity; and she was afraid, because an innate desire lay in the bottom reaches of her psyche for the very poison that was killing her. ↗

— Nenia Campbell

#fear #horror #insanity #loneliness #madness