#loneliness

All great and precious things are lonely. ↗

— John Steinbeck

#lonely

Where are the people?” resumed the little prince at last. “It’s a little lonely in the desert…” “It is lonely when you’re among people, too,” said the snake. ↗

— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

#lonely

The loneliness you feel with another person, the wrong person, is the loneliest of all. ↗

— Deb Caletti

#loneliness #lonely #people #lonely

I wish I could tell you how lonely I am. How cold and harsh it is here. Everywhere there is conflict and unkindness. I think God has forsaken this place. I believe I have seen hell and it's white, it's snow-white. ↗

— Elizabeth Gaskell

#conflict #despair #harshness #hell #industrialization

It's so stupid because all I wanted was space and now that I have it, there's this part of me that's achingly lonely I could die. ↗

— Hannah Harrington

#lonely #space #lonely

Lonely was much better than alone. ↗

— Toni Morrison

#solitude #lonely

Half of the time I don't know what they're talking about; their jokes seem to relate to a past that everyone but me has shared. I'm a foreigner in the world and I don't understand the language. ↗

— Jean Webster

#lonely #out-of-place #outcast #outsider #lonely

...But the heart is not a computer that can be upgraded so quickly and easily with the latest version of love. Love cannot be sealed hermetically inside a tight box like any other on the store shelf; even though the word itself is in public domain, its quality is not. Love cannot promise a full customer satisfaction garanteed or a whole lifetime of dreams shared refunded, with no questions asked. Love cannot be agreed to in terms and conditions as quickly as the "Next" button being clicked. These unspoken terms and conditions grow and develop over time until it gets very messy, and no one remembers how such a mess of accusation and anger was able to overshadow their pure ecstasy of love, the spark between two people turning on a new operation system of togetherness for the first time. Love is always beta; never a golden master. If love were a computer, constant bug reports and subsequent fixes are the name of the game, and there are many unexplained breakdowns. The heart is too stubborn for explanations and too impatient for forgiveness, and there is usually no one at the tech support line. Forgive me stan, if I've crashed so often. It's just to hard to boot up to a whole new future without you. I am an empty monitor in search of a "hello. ↗

— Raymond Luczak

#longing #love #anger

Even for me life had its gleams of sunshine. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#life #loneliness #sunshine #life

I often think of you all, one cannot do what one wants in life. The more you feel attached to a spot, the more ruthlessly you are compelled to leave it, but the memories remain, and one remembers - as in a looking glass, darkly - one's absent friends. ↗

— Vincent Van Gogh

#loss #moving-forward #solitude #the-yellow-house #life