A lot of us are like that—I’m like that, Ed Abbey was like that, and it sounds like this McCandless kid was like that: We like companionship, see, but we can’t stand to be around people for very long....
Am I creating my own isolation? It seems to me that most of my acts are acts of integrity. So much takes place within me each day that by comparison I find a paucity, a stinginess, a silence in people...
(n.) The act of isolating, or the state of being isolated; insulation; separation; loneliness.
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.
There were not words enough in the English language, nor in any language, to make his attitude and conduct intelligible to them.
There was cruelty in silence, and isolation made it worse.
He had so much damn respect he wanted to scream.
It is not queer, and both desolating and comforting, how, with all associations broken, one forms new ones, as a broken bone thickens in healing.
It is not the state of war that isolates. It is well known, it brings people together. But in the battlefield -- that is something different.Because that is when the real enemy, death, appears. I no l...
Too much of what is called 'education' is little more than an expensive isolation from reality.
His habit of reading isolated him: it became such a need that after being in company for some time he grew tired and restless; he was vain of the wider knowledge he had acquired from the perusal of so...
Sometimes I sensed within myself–somestimes I felt it strongly– a will, a pull towards frivolity. I wanted to separate myself from the common fate of girls who are called Carmel, and identify myself w...
The worst kind of loneliness in the world is isolation that comes from being misunderstood. It can make people lose their grasp on reality.
And in this curious state I had the realization, at the moment of seeing that stranger there, that I was a person like everybody else. That I was known by my actions and words, that my internal univer...
I have hardly anything in common with myself and should stand very quietly in a corner, content that I can breathe.
I have such a fear of finding another like myself, and such a desire to find one! I am so utterly lonely, but I also have such a fear that my isolation be broken through, and I no longer be the head a...
Maybe that's what growing up means, in the end - you go far enough in the direction of - somewhere - and you realise that you've neutered the capacity of the term home to mean anything. [...] We don't...
The fragility of love is what is most at stake here—humanity's most crucial three-word avowal is often uttered only to find itself suddenly embarrassing or orphaned or isolated or ill-timed—but strang...
When I was going on one day in the car about not having any close friends - using my favourite metaphor: the cage of glass between me and the rest of the world - she just laughed. 'You like it,' she s...
All human beings are alone. No other person will completely feel like we do, think like we do, act like we do. Each of us is unique, and our aloneness is the other side of our uniqueness. The question...
The claustrophobia of the forest. The first few trees visible before her, monochrome contrasts of black shadow and white moonlight, and beyond that an entire continent, wilderness uninterrupted from o...
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