lonely

To be lonely is to have lost the enjoyed fellowship with God

The moon seemed to veil herself before the bold looks of Satan. The night was cold. All the doors were closed, all the windows darkened. and the streets deserted. From their appearance, one would have imagined that, for a long time past no foot had traversed those silent streets. Everything around us bore a death-like aspect. It seemed as if, when day came, no one would open their doors; that no head, of woman or of child, would look out of those dark, dull windows; that no step would break the silence which fell, like a pall, upon all around. I seemed to be walking in a city which had been buried some ages. In truth, the town seemed to have been depopulated, and the cemetery to have grown full.Still we went forward, without hearing a murmur, or meeting even with a shadow. The street stretched for a long way across this fearful city of silence and repose. At last we reached my house.'You remember it?' said the fiend.'Yes,' replied I, sullenly, 'let us enter.' 'First,' said he, 'we must open the door. It is I, by the way, who invented the science of opening doors without breaking them in. In fact, I have a second key to all doors and gates - with one exception - that of Paradise!

A lonely night is more profound then lonesome nights.

A dead dog is more quiet than a house on the steppes, a chair in a empty room.

My heart is a thousand years old. I am not like other people.

But a mother-son relationship is not a coequal one, is it? He is lonely with only you just as you are lonely with only him.

Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and today -- all without seeing him. It is a long time to be alone; still, it is better to be alone that unwelcome. I had to have company -- I was made for it, I think -- so I made friends with the animals.

You will never be lonely on the right path because the truth itself is the best companion a person can ever have!

No time for happiness, no time for sorrow. Work is the best of physicians.

as long as there arehuman beings aboutthere is never going to beany peacefor any individualupon this earth (oranywhere elsethey mightescape to).all you can dois maybe grabten lucky minuteshereor maybe an hourthere.somethingis working toward youright now, andI mean youand nobody butyou.

I__e missed you. I feel terrible when we__e apart. I__ so lonely, and I get so scared that you won__ think of me anymore someday, and I will be forgotten here. I only trust and believe in you. I live through you; and to be apart, I can__ stand this wretched feeling anymore.

I would always be lonely, but no more alone.

Forget yourself, but not lonely days...

No matter how close people get, they never reach each other. Including us now. Even now, there's a place where each of us is alone.

She didn't want to have anything to do with the party. She was tired of feeling like she didn't fit in, but she didn't want to go home, either, because she was a tired of being lonely and she was a little drunk.

There is a lot of pain in being lonely, but a lot of beauty in being alone.

I don't think people are meant to be by themselves. That's why you actually find someone you care about. It's important to let go of the little things, even if you can't let go all the way. Because nothing sucks more than feeling all alone, no matter how many people are around.

I often choose to be alone, but I never feel lonely.