Arthur Miller Quotes

I give the fight up: let there be an end, a privacy, an obscure nook for me. I want to be forgotten even by God.

Alas, I am a woman friendless, hopeless!

I always think of the word 'abandonment' when I think of the character.

I didn't want to accept that people would forget me, that the government wouldn't do anything to negotiate our freedom. After a year, I came to understand that not only had one year passed, many more would come.

I'd think the house was the source of great sadness or pressure. I knew it wasn't. I knew it was just where I lived. But I'd walk up the stairs and the second floor was just desolate. My old bedroom: empty. My old rehearsal room: empty. First floor studio: messy and empty. Middle room: broken gear everywhere.

On my travels I, at least, did not see Serbia as a land of paranoiacs - much more as the huge room of an orphaned, yes, an orphaned, abandoned child.

It would be very unjust to say that you deserted me, but that I was deserted, and sometimes terribly so, is true.

It's very hard, feeling that you're no more than a piece of unwanted furniture in this world.

I’m all you have in this world Mariam, and when I’m gone you’ll have nothing. You ARE nothing!

There is no greater punishment than that of being abandoned to one's self.

The more hopeless you were, the further away they hid you.

I thought you were gone forever, I thought you’d walked away from everything, because I failed, because I destroyed the only thing that ever mattered to me. I waited for you to come, but you didn’t.

Everything hurt. I closed my eyes, pressing my cheek to the street, and waited. What for, I didn't know. To be rescued. Or found. But no one came. All I'd ever thought I wanted was to be left alone. Until I was.

The clothes are packed off to Goodwill I said my good-byes up on the hill The house is empty, the furniture sold Soon your smell will decay to mold Don't know why I bother calling, ain't nobody answering Don't know why I bother singing, ain't nobody listening "Disconnect" Collateral Damage, Track 10

She gave me this look – she might have been watching from a lifeboat as the ship went down. Or maybe it was the other way around.

We should be protected from the people who will leave us in the end, from all the people who will disappear or forget us.

I am now a man of despair, rejected, abandoned, shut up in this iron cage from which there is no escape.

I left her there crying as I walked toward the gate. A piece of my soul had died when Dimitri had fallen. Turning my back on her now, I felt another piece die as well. Soon there wouldn't be anything left inside me.

Until the day when, your endurance gone, in this world for you without arms, you catch up in yours the first mangy cur you meet, carry it for the time needed for it to love it and you it, then throw it away.

I had no advice, no counsel, no encouragement, no consolation, no assistance, no support, of any kind, from anyone, that I can call to mind, as I hope to go to heaven!

Come on in girls, and leave all hope behind.

Quit the world, and the world forgets you.

Why is love so good...? You love someone and they leave. They come home one day and you say "What's happening?" and they say, "I got a better offer someplace else," and there they go, out of your life forever, and after that until you're dead you're carrying around this huge hunk of love with no one to give it to. And if you do find someone to give it to, the same thing happens all over.

I had never liked, even feared a little, this wild reach of marsh and mud flats where everything seemed turned away from the land, looking off desperately toward the horizon as if in mute search for a sign of rescue.