#loneliness

When I saw him looking up like that I knew that I loved him, and that it was for always. It was as if my heart turned over, and I knew that it was for always. It's a strange feeling - when you know quite certainly in yourself that something is for always. It's like what death must be. ↗

— Jean Rhys

#love #death

There’s little back roads and little towns sometimes I never heard of them. I start to expect the gas station attendants to know me when I arrive. I get excited that I’ve been there before. I want them to welcome me. I’m disappointed when they don’t. Something that I don’t want to be true starts lookin’ like it’s al that’s true only I don’t know what it is. No. No. I need my marriage. I come here to tell you. I got to stay married. I’m lost without her. ↗

— David Rabe

#loneliness #phil #marriage

A vast and abandoned world laid out in anonymous grids and quadrants, a view that confirmed you were much more alone than you thought you were, a view that inspired the flickering thoughts of suicide. ↗

— Bret Easton Ellis

#suicide #inspirational

...самотните вечери на мъжа могат да бъдат приспани в женски устни... ↗

— Radostina A. Angelova

#loneliness #love #lovers #men #women

She had become accustomed to being lonely. She was used to walking alone and to being considered 'different.' She did not suffer too much. ↗

— Betty Smith

#girls #inspirational #loneliness #suffering #inspirational

Death has become so predictable that I have neither the youthful reverence of it nor the middle-age fear. ↗

— Meghna Pant

#despair #inspirational #loneliness #old-age #age

Loneliness is like being the only person left alive in the universe, except that everyone else is still here. ↗

— Simon Van Booy

#universe #beauty

I want to be known as the 23 year-old who is foolishly in love with a Prince she can't see. I want to rejoice while holding the rose of singleness, even when my hands bleed from its thorns. I want to resist the urge to envy the pairs growing in the middle of my neighbors' gardens. I want to be rooted in the simple truth that unripen pairs taste like lies and lingering loneliness. 
I want to put Jesus on my bullet wound and cling to His heart wrenching hope because He was kind enough to be a Band-Aid when He should have stayed a King. ↗

— Katie Kiesler

#lies #loneliness #love #simple-truth #singleness

A woman who is willing to be herself and pursue her own potential runs not so much the risk of loneliness, as the challenge of exposure to more interesting men - and people in general. ↗

— Lorraine Hansberry

#exposure #general #her #herself #interesting

I fall in love with Paraíso. It’s like a giant playground where I’m never scolded for running around recklessly, where I’m almost overwhelmed with the amount of attention and love I receive from Mami’s family. In New York, I’m invisible. ↗

— Raquel Cepeda

#coming-of-age #family #home #identity #invisibility