Mark Goulston Quotes

I feel like sometimes that I was not meant for this society.

I think the degree of alienation and despair is more universal.

It isn't necessary to have relatives in Kansas City in order to be unhappy.

There is no loneliness greater than the loneliness of a failure. The failure is a stranger in his own house.

It is sad when people can't connect, and the sense of desperation that you feel when there is nothing to look forward to.

I can't get no satisfaction.

I have nobody. I have surrounded myself with people who are fake just because I need to talk to somebody.

It's a sad man my friend who's livin' in his own skin and can't stand the company.

Just having the pain of being alive without anything else, whether it's good or bad. There's a lot of serious songs on the record, you know. That song is just about feeling like a fish out of water, feeling like you don't belong on the planet sometimes.

The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation. What is called resignation is confirmed desperation.

Once you begin to fall off the track and believe you breathe different air to everyone else, you're doomed; you're finished.

Alas, I am a woman friendless, hopeless!

I sat there with everything - and I had nothing.

A big part of depression is feeling really lonely, even if you're in a room full of a million people.

People are hurting, and they feel very disengaged and disenfranchised.

There is nothing else to do in my life... I have no family, relationships - this is the only thing that I do.

Wherever you are in the world, whoever you are with, sometimes you feel desperately lonely.

Loneliness can become a downward spiral.

I guess I had that insecurity of missing out on the normal things that everybody else does. With all the traveling I was doing I felt I was leaving something behind.

I was working in cartoons. I could go to Comic-Con, buy the Hal Jordan ring, I could buy animation cels, but at the end of the day, I come back to an empty apartment. I had a life that was only around me, and when I was broken, my world was broken.

It looks as if I were meant to be alone, and that any hope of happiness is not meant. Am I too old to acquire the knack for happiness?

I felt myself in a solitude so frightful that I contemplated suicide. What held me back was the idea that no one, absolutely no one, would be moved by my death, that I would be even more alone in death than in life.

Sometimes the world seems like a big hole. You spend all your life shouting down it and all you hear are echoes of some idiot yelling nonsense down a hole.

My dad had a lot of bad luck. You could see his suffering, his terrible suffering, living a life that was disappointing and looking for another one.

Misery no longer loves company. Nowadays it insists on it.