Thinking is a way of condemning oneself to solitude.
There comes a time when something changes you... No matter the impact... Where the world no longer beats in time with you. You no longer feel amongst the fray.. And the feeling of loneliness is a bran...
(n.) The act of isolating, or the state of being isolated; insulation; separation; loneliness.
Isolation and loneliness are central causes of depression and despair.
I am a stranger in this world, and there is a severe solitude and painful lonesomeness in my exile.
Solitude vivifies isolation kills.
I heard a doctor say that the living tend to withdraw emotionally from the dying, thereby driving them deeper into isolation. Not to withdraw takes tremendous strength. To pull back is a temptation; i...
The political object is the goal, war is the means of reaching it, and the means can never be considered in isolation from their purposes.
Acquainted with the NightI have been one acquainted with the night.I have walked out in rain—and back in rain.I have outwalked the furthest city light.I have looked down the saddest city lane.I have p...
Perhaps because my town was so naturally gothic in its architecture and relative isolation - the roads often closed in winter - my stories tended toward the ghostly and the creepily suspenseful right...
Isolation is a way to know ourselves.
The new contract between writers and readers is one I'm prepared to sign up to. I've met some fascinating people at events and online. Down with the isolation of writers I say! And long live Twitter.
I think in the case of horror, it's a chance to confront a lot of your worse fears and those fears usually have to do, ironically, with powerlessness and isolation.
There was cruelty in silence, and isolation made it worse.
I think that [William] Faulkner and I each had to escape certain particulars of our lives, and we found salvation through words. I understand the Bible story of Babel so much better now. I think that...
Wilderness begins with disconnections. It continues with deceit
We're all islands shouting lies to each other across seas of misunderstanding.
Our society is so fragmented, our family lives so sundered by physical and emotional distance, our friendships so sporadic, our intimacies so 'in-between' things and often so utilitarian, that there a...
He had so much damn respect he wanted to scream.
My upbringing has given me sympathy for the idea of isolation and what it is to be a new person in the room, where everyone else has some amount of familiarity and comfort.
The one happiness is to shut one's door upon a little room, with a table before one, and to create to create life in that isolation from life.