Best So Lonely Quotes

Nothing makes us so lonely as our secrets.

I’ve been so lonely for long periods of my life that if a rat walked in I would have welcomed it.

There is no one so lonely than a man who loves only himself.

Apparently God makes us all different. Some of us are happy to respond to His individual touch on our lives by remaining individuals, and others of us are intimidated or frightened into trying to become like each other so that we have company, so that we don’t feel so lonely.

To cry on court during a Wimbledon final, you must feel so lonely.

Growing up I was always prone to obsession, partly because of the way I am, but partly because after feeling so lonely for such a long time, when I found someone or something that I liked, I felt helplessly drawn to it. I suppose that accounts for some of the creepiness in my music.

Some time in the night I got up, tiptoed to my window, and looked out at my doghouse. It looked so lonely and empty sitting there in the moonlight. I could see that the door was slightly ajar. I thought of the many times I had lain in my bed and listened to the squeaking of the door as my dogs went in and out. I didn’t know I was crying until I felt the tears roll down my cheeks.

True artists are prophets. I don’t want to be that prophetic in that sense because it’s so lonely.

I don’t particularly enjoy standing alone and recording my own voice or my own stuff. It’s sometimes fun to do for demos and stuff, but I really enjoy the social act of recording records, because writing it is so lonely. And it has to be.

People know who I am, but I’m feeling so lonely in the middle area, because I feel like I should be at the top.

So lonely ’twas that God himself Scarce seemed there to be.

Columbus discovered no isle or key so lonely as himself.

I’ve been so lonely trying to become a photographer. If I’d known that before, I don’t know if I had the courage to do it again. You get to a point where you feel that you have something that is your own. And if you don’t find an audience for it, you are going to burst.

I get so lonely sometimes, I could put a box on my head and mail myself to a stranger.

Isn’t it funny that at Christmas something in you gets so lonely for – I don’t know what exactly, but it’s something that you don’t mind so much not having at other times.

Cricket is a most precarious profession; it is called a team game but, in fact, no one is so lonely as a batsman facing a bowler supported by ten fieldsmen and observed by two umpires to ensure that his error does not go unpunished.

I had [at school] my own little posse of people that all felt weird together so it wasn’t so lonely.

It made me start to wonder if there were other people so lonely so close. I thought about Eleanor Rigby. It’s true, where do they all come from? And where do they all belong?

If I’m such a legend, then why am I so lonely? If I’m such a legend, then why do I sit at home for hours staring at the damned telephone, hoping it’s out of order, even calling the operator asking her if she’s sure it’s not out of order?

She would buy magic every day of the week. Love me, that face said. I’m so lonely, so desperate. I’ll give you whatever you want.

Oh it gets so lonelyWhen you’re walkingAnd the streets are full of strangers

If I am a legend, then why am I so lonely?

You know what I noticed when I was with Jacob? In your world, people can reach each other in an instant. There’s the telephone, and the fax – and on the computer you can talk to someone all the way around the world. You’ve got people telling their secrets on TV talk shows, and magazines that publish pictures of movie stars trying to hide their homes. All those connections, but everyone there seems so lonely.

And it feels strange, almost sad, to walk through ther empty halls. Each step I take sounds so lonely.

Did you ever walk through a room that’s packed with people, and feel so lonely you can hardly take the next step?

Where the vast cloudless sky was broken by one crow I sat upon a hill – all alone – long ago; But I never felt so lonely and so out of God’s way, As here, where I brush elbows with a thousand every day.

He looked so lost, so soulful, so lonely. I wanted him to kiss me now. I wanted to let him know I was his for all eternity.

Only in a house where one has learnt to be lonely does one have this solicitude for things. One’s relation to them, the daily seeing or touching, begins to become love, and to lay one open to pain.

So lonely I make friends with the ravens that prey on lambs.

In 1970 I felt so lonely that I could not give; now I feel so joyful that giving seems easy. I hope that the day will come when the memory of my present joy will give me the strength to keep giving even when loneliness gnaws at my heart.

I think he is condemned by himself to loneliness. God is One: he was, he is, he will be always One. One is so lonely. Maybe that is why he created human beings–to feel less lonely. But as human beings betray his creation, he may become even lonelier.

Oh, God, I’m so lonely. An entire weekend streching ahead with no one to love or have fun with. Anyway, I don’t care. I’ve got a lovely steamed ginger pudding from M&S to put in the microwave.

We have often had this particular exchange about climate and landscape and why we both feel so lonely here uprooted. It was what each of us had wanted of course.Besides wanting to experience a place we hated, we wanted to be insomniacs and loners, losers and drop-outs. To know the sky was the only location of meaning and joy left to us.

We are so lonely in life that we must ask ourselves if the loneliness of dying is not a symbol of our human existence.

I’m so high, it’s so lonely up here