#loneliness

The sun is such a lonely star. Whenever he comes out to see his friends, they all disappear. ↗

— Joseph Gordon-Levitt

#loneliness #sun #friendship

A hunted man sometimes wearies of distrust and longs for friendship. ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#friendship #loneliness #friendship

We need to bridge our sense of loneliness and disconnection with a sense of community and continuity even if we must manufacture it from our time on the Web and our use of calling cards to connect long distance. We must “log on” somewhere, and if it is only in cyberspace, that is still far better than nowhere at all. (264) ↗

— Julia Cameron

#connection #continuity #disconnection #friendships #loneliness

Vienatvė ieško kelionės draugo, neklausdama, kas jis. Kas to nesupranta, tas niekada nebuvo vienišas, o tik vienas. ↗

— Erich Maria Remarque

#friend #friendship #lithuanian #loneliness #friendship

Don’t try to hog loneliness and keep it all to yourself. Share it with a special someone.
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— Jarod Kintz

#alone #bizarre #funny #hog #humor

Companionship is a foreign concept to some people. They fear it as much as the majority of people fear loneliness. ↗

— Criss Jami

#companion #companionship #different #extroversion #fear

I feel there's a funny little hole in me that wasn't there before, like a splinter in your finger, but this is somewhere above my stomach. ↗

— Louise Fitzhugh

#funny

I ain't got no people. I seen the guys that go around on the ranches alone. That ain't no good. They don't have no fun. After a long time they get mean. They get wantin' to fight all the time. . . 'Course Lennie's a God damn nuisance most of the time, but you get used to goin' around with a guy an' you can't get rid of him. ↗

— John Steinbeck

#loneliness #friendship

Dim loneliness came imperceivably into the fields and he turned back. The birds piped oddly; some wind was caressing the higher foliage, turning it all one way, the way home. Telegraph poles ahead looked like half-used pencils; the small cross on the steeple glittered with a sharp and shapely permanence. ↗

— A.E. Coppard

#loneliness #home

That’s why I was calm. When you woke me in the middle of the night with your hand around my throat, and I thought I was going to die for bringing you home—that I had given my life to lie down next to a murderer—that’s why I was calm. Because all I was thinking in that moment was that it was worth it. ↗

— Julio-Alexi Genao

#home