Be good and you will be lonely.

How long wilt Thou forget me, O Lord? for ever? how long wilt Thou hide Thy face from me?

I am a brother to dragons, and a companion to owls.

Inside myself is a place where I live all alone and that's where you renew your springs that never dry up.

My kinsfolk have failed, and my familiar friends have forgotten me.

One may have a blazing hearth in one's soul, and yet no one ever comes to sit by it.

The worst loneliness is not to be comfortable with yourself.

There were times when I had great times with my brothers, pillow fights and things, but I was, used to always cry from loneliness.

To be an adult is to be alone.

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 i ...