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Loneliness adds beauty to life. It puts a special burn on sunsets and makes night air smell better.
Loneliness adds beauty to life. It puts a special burn on sunsets and makes night air smell better.
If I place love above everything, it is because for me it is the most desperate, the most despairing state read more
If I place love above everything, it is because for me it is the most desperate, the most despairing state of affairs imaginable.
Loneliness and the feeling of being unwanted is the most terrible poverty.
Loneliness and the feeling of being unwanted is the most terrible poverty.
We're born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion read more
We're born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we're not alone.
Who knows what true loneliness is -- not the conventional word but the naked terror? To the lonely themselves it read more
Who knows what true loneliness is -- not the conventional word but the naked terror? To the lonely themselves it wears a mask. The most miserable outcast hugs some memory or some illusion.
Being alone never felt right. sometimes it felt good, but it never felt right.
Being alone never felt right. sometimes it felt good, but it never felt right.
Little do men perceive what solitude is, and how far it extendeth. For a crowd is not company, and faces read more
Little do men perceive what solitude is, and how far it extendeth. For a crowd is not company, and faces are but a gallery of pictures, and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love.
When you're 50 you start thinking about things you haven't thought about before. I used to think getting old was read more
When you're 50 you start thinking about things you haven't thought about before. I used to think getting old was about vanity - but actually it's about losing people you love. Getting wrinkles is trivial.
One may have a blazing hearth in one's soul, and yet no one ever comes to sit by it.
One may have a blazing hearth in one's soul, and yet no one ever comes to sit by it.
