Thomas Pynchon Quotes

Now we're like planets, holding to each other from a great distance. [...] Now we're hundreds of miles apart, our short arms keep us lonely, no one hears what's in my head. [...] It's March, even the birds don't know what to do with themselves.

We're all like the little sailor. From the harbors we hear the strains of accordions and the murky soapy noises of the docks, from the mountains we receive the dish of silence that the shepherds eat, but we don't hear more than our own distances. And what distances without end and without doors and without mountains!

A disquieting loneliness came into my life, but it induced no hunger for friends of longer acquaintance: they seemed now like a salt-free, sugarless diet.

Society's dark hull drifts further and further away. It is this place - the place of our separation, our distinction - that much of his poetry occupies.

I am alone; I am always alone no matter what.

I'm so secluded. Very alone.

I feel I am strange to all but the birds of America.

Life's an awfully lonesome affair. You come into the world alone and you go out of the world alone yet it seems to me you are more alone while living than even going and coming.

I live like a Hottentot. I cannot exchange one sensible word with anyone.

I'm perpetually lonely.

The dominant feeling of the battlefield is loneliness.

You come into the world alone and you go out of the world alone yet it seems to me you are more alone while living than even going and coming.

We're all alone in this world.

Forget sex or politics or religion, loneliness is the subject that clears out a room.

Everything else outside me seems far, far away.

It will be a lonelier life than I have ever known before.

... unspeakably lonely.

I understand being alone. I understand not liking it, wishing for something else.

Even though I write about the human race, the further away from them, the better I feel. Two miles is great; two thousand miles is beautiful.

I felt like I might as well have been living in another part of the solar system.

I ain't got no friends.

I've done arenas, and sometimes it feels like you're the only one in the room.

Weeks go by, and I don't talk to another living soul.

I lived alone, I didn't know anybody in New York, and I was definitely a recluse. It had been, like, two weeks, and I realized I hadn't said anything. I was laying in bed, and I was like, 'Hello?' I just talked to hear my own voice. And it was such a strange feeling.

Oh, I never fit in anywhere. I'm a loner. I don't even have many friends.