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  • #1
    William Shakespeare
    “All that glisters is not gold;
    Often have you heard that told:
    Many a man his life hath sold
    But my outside to behold:
    Gilded tombs do worms enfold.”
    William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice

  • #2
    Carl Sagan
    “The nitrogen in our DNA, the calcium in our teeth, the iron in our blood, the carbon in our apple pies were made in the interiors of collapsing stars. We are made of starstuff.”
    Carl Sagan, Cosmos

  • #3
    Edna St. Vincent Millay
    “Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell.”
    Edna St. Vincent Millay

  • #4
    Sarah Dessen
    “I wondered if he ever thought of me, and hated the pang I felt when I told myself he didn't.”
    Sarah Dessen, Dreamland

  • #5
    Stephen Chbosky
    “It’s like when you’re excited about a girl and you see a couple holding hands, and you feel so happy for them. And other times you see the same couple, and they make you so mad. And all you want is to feel happy for them because you know that if you do, then it means you’re happy, too.”
    Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

  • #6
    Edna St. Vincent Millay
    Time Does Not Bring Relief

    Time does not bring relief; you all have lied
    Who told me time would ease me of my pain!
    I miss him in the weeping of the rain;
    I want him at the shrinking of the tide;
    The old snows melt from every mountain-side,
    And last year’s leaves are smoke in every lane;
    But last year’s bitter loving must remain
    Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide.
    There are a hundred places where I fear
    To go,—so with his memory they brim.
    And entering with relief some quiet place
    Where never fell his foot or shone his face
    I say, “There is no memory of him here!”
    And so stand stricken, so remembering him.”
    Edna St. Vincent Millay, Collected Poems

  • #7
    Michel de Montaigne
    Combien de choses nous servoyent hier d’articles de foy, qui nous sont fables aujourd’huy?

    How many things served us yesterday for articles of faith, which today are fables for us?”
    Michel de Montaigne, The Complete Essays

  • #8
    Sylvia Plath
    “God, but life is loneliness, despite all the opiates, despite the shrill tinsel gaiety of "parties" with no purpose, despite the false grinning faces we all wear. And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter - they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long. Yes, there is joy, fulfillment and companionship - but the loneliness of the soul in its appalling self-consciousness is horrible and overpowering.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

  • #9
    Gabriel García Márquez
    “sex is the consolation you have when you can't have love”
    Gabriel García Márquez

  • #10
    Haruki Murakami
    “But even so, every now and then I would feel a violent stab of loneliness. The very water I drink, the very air I breathe, would feel like long, sharp needles. The pages of a book in my hands would take on the threatening metallic gleam of razor blades. I could hear the roots of loneliness creeping through me when the world was hushed at four o'clock in the morning.”
    Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle

  • #11
    Sylvia Plath
    “How we need another soul to cling to.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

  • #12
    Augusten Burroughs
    “I'm lonely. And I'm lonely in some horribly deep way and for a flash of an instant, I can see just how lonely, and how deep this feeling runs. And it scares the shit out of me to be this lonely because it seems catastrophic.”
    Augusten Burroughs, Dry

  • #13
    W.S. Merwin
    “Separation

    Your absence has gone through me
    Like thread through a needle.
    Everything I do is stitched with its color.”
    W.S. Merwin

  • #14
    Haruki Murakami
    “Sometimes I feel so- I don’t know - lonely. The kind of helpless feeling when everything you’re used to has been ripped away. Like there’s no more gravity, and I’m left to drift in outer space with no idea where I’m going’
    Like a little lost Sputnik?’
    I guess so.”
    Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart

  • #15
    D.H. Lawrence
    “Perhaps only people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the universe. The others have a certain stickiness, they stick to the mass.”
    D. H. Lawrence, Lady Chatterley's Lover

  • #16
    Nicholas Sparks
    “That initial anger she had felt turned to sadness, and now it had become something else, almost a dullness of sorts. Even though she was constantly in motion, it seemed as if nothing special ever happened to her anymore. Each day seemed exactly like the last, and she had trouble differentiating among them.”
    Nicholas Sparks, Message in a Bottle

  • #17
    Rainer Maria Rilke
    “The only sadnesses that are dangerous and unhealthy are the ones that we carry around in public in order to drown them out with the noise; like diseases that are treated superficially and foolishly, they just withdraw and after a short interval break out again all the more terribly; and gather inside us and are life, are life that is unlived, rejected, lost, life that we can die of.”
    Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

  • #18
    Arthur C. Clarke
    “Two possibilities exist: either we are alone in the Universe or we are not. Both are equally terrifying.”
    Arthur C. Clarke

  • #19
    Aldous Huxley
    “If one's different, one's bound to be lonely.”
    Aldous Huxley, Brave New World

  • #20
    D.H. Lawrence
    “It's no good trying to get rid of your own aloneness. You've got to stick to it all your life. Only at times, at times, the gap will be filled in. At times! But you have to wait for the times. Accept your own aloneness and stick to it, all your life. And then accept the times when the gap is filled in, when they come. But they've got to come. You can't force them.”
    D.H. Lawrence, Lady Chatterley's Lover

  • #21
    Philip K. Dick
    “I'm not much but I'm all I have.”
    Philip K Dick, Martian Time-Slip

  • #22
    Laini Taylor
    “Karou wished she could be the kind of girl who was complete unto herself, comfortable in solitude, serene. But she wasn't. She was lonely, and she feared the missingness within her as if it might expand and... cancel her. She craved a presence beside her, solid. Fingertips light at the nape of her neck and a voice meeting hers in the dark. Someone who would wait with an umbrella to walk her home in the rain, and smile like sunshine when he saw her coming. Who would dance with her on her balcony, keep his promises and know her secrets, and make a tiny world wherever he was, with just her and his arms and his whisper and her trust.”
    Laini Taylor, Daughter of Smoke & Bone

  • #23
    Simone de Beauvoir
    “I am awfully greedy; I want everything from life. I want to be a woman and to be a man, to have many friends and to have loneliness, to work much and write good books, to travel and enjoy myself, to be selfish and to be unselfish… You see, it is difficult to get all which I want. And then when I do not succeed I get mad with anger.”
    Simone de Beauvoir

  • #24
    “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.”
    Sandy Welch

  • #25
    Edith Wharton
    “The real loneliness is living among all these kind people who only ask one to pretend!”
    Edith Wharton, The Age of Innocence

  • #26
    Hannah Harrington
    “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, Saving June

  • #27
    Guy de Maupassant
    “Solitude is indeed dangerous for a working intelligence. We need to have around us people who think and speak. When we are alone for a long time we people the void with phantoms”
    Guy de Maupassant, Le Horla et autres contes fantastiques

  • #28
    Poppy Z. Brite
    “I believe in whatever gets you throught the night. [...] Night is the hardest time to be alive. For me, anyway. It lasts so long, and four A.M.knows all my secrets.”
    Poppy Z. Brite

  • #29
    Carlos Ruiz Zafón
    “...until that moment I had not understood that this was a story about lonely people, about absence and loss, and that that was why I had taken refuge in it until it became confused with my own life, like someone who has escaped into the pages of a novel because those whom he needs to love seem nothing more than ghosts inhabiting the mind of a stranger.”
    Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind



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