A lonely man is a lonesome thing, a stone, a bone, a stick, a receptacle for Gilbey's gin, a stooped figure sitting at the edge of a hotel bed, heaving copious sighs like the autumn wind.
A man is never completely alone in this world. At the worst, he has the company of a boy, a youth, and by and by a grown man –the one he used to be.
All men are lonely. But sometimes it seems to me that we Americans are the loneliest of all. Our hunger for foreign places and new ways has been with us almost like a national disease. Our literature is stamped with a quality of longing and unrest, and our writers have been great wanderers.
All men's misfortunes spring from their hatred of being alone.
At the innermost core of all loneliness is a deep and powerful yearning for union with one's lost self.
Be good and you will be lonely.
Columbus discovered no isle or key so lonely as himself.
Every time I look at you I get a fierce desire to be lonesome.
I celebrate myself, and sing myself.
I was never less alone than when by myself.
If you are lonely when you are alone, you are in bad company.
In cities no one is quiet but many are lonely; in the country, people are quiet but few are lonely.
In our extreme youth, in our most humiliating sorrow, we think we are alone. When we are older we find that others have suffered too.
Isolation is the sum total of wretchedness to a man.
It is a rather pleasant experience to be alone in a bank at night.
It is strange to be known so universally and yet to be so lonely.
It is very lonely sometimes, trying to play God.
It's a terrible thing to be alone — yes it is — it is — but don't lower your mask until you have another mask prepared beneath –as terrible as you like –but a mask.
Language has created the word loneliness to express the pain of being alone, and the word solitude to express the glory of being alone.
Loneliness breaks the spirit.