#loneliness

The concept of loneliness and exile and self-sufficiency continually bucks me up. ↗

— Christopher Hitchens

#concept #continually #exile #loneliness #me

Nobody likes being alone that much. I don't go out of my way to make friends, that's all. It just leads to disappointment. ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#friends #friendship #life #loneliness #friendship

It would do the world good if every man would compel himself occasionally to be absolutely alone. Most of the world s progress has come out of such loneliness. ↗

— Bruce Barton

#alone #come #compel #every #every man

Know this and know it more than you've ever bothered to understand anything before: I am, as lonely as they come. As empty as they make them. There is a reason my liver is filled with whiskey. A cloaked rhyme to why my lungs have fallen in love with smoke. I am lonely. But I have come to the conclusion that loneliness, no matter how often it weighs the soul, is sometimes, a beautiful thing. ↗

— Christopher Poindexter

#drink #loneliness #smoke #beauty

Forget sex or politics or religion, loneliness is the subject that clears out a room. ↗

— Doug Coupland

#forget #loneliness #out #politics #religion

Leadership is the other side of the coin of loneliness, and he who is a leader must always act alone. And acting alone, accept everything alone. ↗

— Ferdinand Marcos

#act #acting #alone #always #coin

Solitude is pleasant. Loneliness is not. ↗

— Anna Neagle

#pleasant #solitude

Yet it is in this loneliness that the deepest activities begin. It is here that you discover act without motion, labor that is profound repose, vision in obscurity, and, beyond all desire, a fulfillment whose limits extend to infinity. ↗

— Thomas Merton

#activities #begin #beyond #deepest #desire

An artist is always alone - if he is an artist. No, what the artist needs is loneliness. ↗

— Henry Miller

#alone #always #artist #loneliness #needs

For better or worse, she was the lady Soraya. And the lady Soraya would never dream of missing the warm bulk of Casia's body between her and the hearth, or the comforting drone of Ludo's snores. Or the wry laughter of a slave... a slave, for Azura's sake! The lady Soraya needed no one. The lady Soraya cried herself to sleep. ↗

— Hilari Bell

#loneliness #soraya #dreams