lonely

they have seen the likes of you before, they may be intrigued by the looks of you, but they know that you-like everyone else-will leave them in the end.

Madoka: Won't anyone notice that Mami-san is dead?Homura: Mami Tomoe's only relatives are distant relations. It will be quite some time before anyone files a missing persons report. When one dies on that side of the wards, not even a body is left behind. She'll wind up forever a "missing person"... That is what happens to magical girls in the end.Madoka: ...That's too cruel! Mami-san has been fighting all alone for a long time for everyone's sake! For no one to even notice that she's gone... That's just too lonely a fate...Homura: It is just that kind of contract that gives us the power in the first place. It isn't for anyone else's sake. We fight on for the sake of our own prayer. So for no one to notice... for the world to forget us... That is just something we have to accept.

I am not alone, in my aloneness.

No one is calling me. I can__ check the answering machine because I have been here all this time. If I go out, someone may call while I__ out. Then I can check the answering machine when I come back in.

There's not one good thought in that place. There's nothing but waste and want. I can feel his selfish cravings and an abyss of secrets I hope to never know.

I was lonelier than I should be, for a woman in love, or half in love.

Yes, I guess you could say I am a loner, but i feel more lonely in a crowded room with boring people then i feel on my owm.

And if the world refused to square with his version of reality then it was necessarily an uncaring world, a sour and sickening world, a penal colony, and he was doomed to be violently lonely in it. He bowed his head at the thought of how much strength a man would need to survive an entire life so lonely.

She deserved at least one person who saw her and knew how good she was.

Ursula craved solitude but she hated loneliness

I shall not be lonely. No one who reads is ever that.

I often stood in front of the mirror alone, wondering how ugly a person could get.

...it__ not just the person who fills a house, it__ their I__l be back later!s, their toothbrushes and unused hats and coats, their belongingnesses.

sometimes all we need to be able to continue aloneare the deadrattling the wallsthat close us in.

No one loves us here, let__ go to Mars.

darkness falls upon Humanityand faces become terriblethingsthat wanted more than therewas.all our days are marked withunexpectedaffronts - somedisastrous, othersless sobut the process iswearing andcontinuous.attrition rules.most givewayleavingempty spaceswhere people shouldbe.and nowas we ready to self-destructthere is very little left tokillwhich makes the tragedyless and moremuch muchmore.

I would like to be with you, but I do love my loneliness too.

there's no clarity.there was never meant to be clarity.