#lone

What was wrong with me? I had a decent life. I was healthy. I wasn't starving or maimed by a land mine or orphaned. Yet somehow, it wasn't enough. I had a hole in me, and everything I took for granted slipped through it like sand. I felt like I had swallowed yeast, like whatever evil was festering inside me had doubled in size. ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#loneliness #life

Do you know what it's like to love and be alone? ↗

— Abraham Polonsky

#do you know #know #like #love #to love

A book is sent out into the world, and there is no way of fully anticipating the responses it will elicit. Consider the responses called forth by the Bible, Homer, Shakespeare - let alone contemporary poetry or a modern novel. ↗

— Chaim Potok

#anticipating #bible #book #called #consider

Sometimes life is too hard to be alone, and sometimes life is too good to be alone. ↗

— Elizabeth Gilbert

#life #life

Very few people are original. There's very little original anything out there. Because to be original means you have to stand alone. ↗

— Susan Powter

#anything #be original #because #few #few people

I suppose there has been nothing like the airports since the age of the stage-stops - nothing quite as lonely, as sombre-silent. The red-brick depots were built right into the towns they marked - people didn't get off at those isolated stations unless they lived there. But airports lead you way back in history like oases, like the stops on the great trade routes. The sight of air travellers strolling in ones and twos into midnight airports will draw a small crowd any night up or two. The young people look at the planes, the older ones look at the passengers with a watchful incredulity. ↗

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

#lonely #the-last-tycoon #travel #travelling #age

I have a good life, I remind myself. There are plenty of people who love me. They're just not around at the moment. ↗

— Cynthia Hand

#family #friendship #life #love #family

Suddenly he saw himself as others in the crowd must surely see him; a silent, solitary figure, standing apart from the rest. He looked out at the hoardes of singing, laughing people and felt more alone than he'd ever felt in his life. Was this how it was going to be then? Was this who he was? A man apart from his fellows, making the journey through life alone? ↗

— Mary Lawson

#lonely #loner #shy #life

Lonesome. Lonesome. I know what it means. Here all by my lonesome, dreaming empty dreams. Weary. Weary at the close of day, wondering if tomorrow brings me joy or sorrow. ↗

— Leon Redbone

#close #day #dreaming #dreams #empty

By far the greatest part of those goods which are the objects of desire, are procured by labour; and they may be multiplied, not in one country alone, but in many, almost without any assignable limit, if we are disposed to bestow the labour necessary to obtain them. ↗

— David Ricardo

#alone #any #bestow #country #desire