Edward Abbey Author, Environmentalist “I wait. Now the night flows back, the mighty stillness embraces and includes me; I can see the stars again and the world of starlight. I am twenty miles or more from the nearest fellow human, but instead of loneliness I feel loveliness. Loveliness and a quiet exultation.” Night Stars Loneliness ♥ 3
Carl Sandburg Poet, Biographer “It is necessary now and then for a man to go away by himself and experience loneliness; to sit on a rock in the forest and to ask of himself, 'Who am I, and where have I been, and where am I going?'...If one is not careful, one allows diversions to take up one's time-the stuff of life” Men Rocks Loneliness ♥ 3
Charles Dickens Novelist “... as lonesome as a kitten in a wash-house copper with the lid on.” House Loneliness ♥ 3
Adrienne Rich Poet, Essayist, Feminist “The liar leads an existence of unutterable loneliness.” Lying Loneliness Liars ♥ 3
DW Dar Williams Singer-songwriter “"Is it how she moves, or how she looks?" I say it's loneliness suspended to our own like grappling hooks, And as long as she's got noise, she's fine. But I could teach her how I learned to dance when the music's ended.” Moving Loneliness Dance ♥ 3
David Foster Wallace Writer “Fiction is one of the few experiences where loneliness can be both confronted and relieved.” Fiction Loneliness Relieved ♥ 3
DB Doc Brown Fictional Character “You really come to life on stage but outside - this is a bit of a sad clown cliché - there is that element of loneliness you get from travelling and being on the road. Stand-ups can bring a lot of that to a dramatic role and make it work for them.” Roles Loneliness Elements ♥ 3
Dylan Thomas Poet, Writer “Shall I let in the stranger, Shall I welcome the sailor, Or stay till the day I die? Hands of the stranger and holds of the ships, Hold you poison or grapes?” Hands Loneliness Ships ♥ 3
CB Charles Bukowski Poet, Novelist “there is a loneliness in this world so great that you can see it in the slow movement of the hands of a clock” Hands Loneliness Movement ♥ 3
Charlotte Bronte Novelist, Poet “Whatever the cause, I could not meet his sunshine with cloud. If this were my last moment with him, I would not waste it in forced, unnatural distance. I loved him well - too well not to smite out of my path even Jealousy herself, when she would have obstructed a kind farewell. A cordial word from his lips, or a gentle look from his eyes, would do me good, for all the span of life that remained to me; it would be comfort in the last strait of loneliness; I would take it - I would taste the elixir, and pride should not spill the cup.” Distance Loneliness Farewell ♥ 3
Charlotte Bronte Novelist, Poet “Even for me life had its gleams of sunshine.” Life Loneliness Depression ♥ 3
