Sarah Dessen Quotes

The night is the hardest time to be alive and 4am knows all my secrets.

We live at home, quiet, confined, and our feelings prey upon us.

I feel so alone sometimes. The night is quiet for me. I'd love to be able to sleep. I'll probably not rest. I have no need for all this. Help me, Lord.

Leave me in the night but please don't leave me in the dark

Feeling alone guides the mind.

The most terrifying thing I can think of is being alone - and I mean utterly alone, like no one else in the world alone - at night. That's the nucleus of the first story in my collection and it's also where the title came from for the book.

There's definitely a loneliness and, like, an internal element to being a performer.

There's a difference between loneliness and solitude. You pursue solitude, I think. But loneliness is a completely different isolating thing.

I've certainly felt alone a lot of my life.

No one but Night, with tears on her dark face, watches beside me in this windy place.

The moon has set, and the Pleiades; it is midnight, and time passes, and I sleep alone.

Didn't people call New Year's the loneliest night on the calender? She took comfort in knowing somewhere on the planet, someone might be as miserable as she was.

Lonely is the night when you find yourself alone.

How deeply one felt when alone.

I believe that it is sometimes less difficult to wake up and feel that I am alone when I really am, than to wake up with someone else and be lonely.

I have only one confidant, and that is the silence of night.

Being alone is better than sitting next to a lover and feeling lonely.

Usually there's no specific reason for loneliness - it's a broad feeling.

I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain - and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light. I have looked down the saddest city lane. I have passed by the watchman on his beat And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.

The Loneliness One dare not sound -- And would as soon surmise AS in its Grave go plumbing To ascertain the size -- The Loneliness whose worst alarm Is lest itself should see -- And perish from before itself For just a scrutiny -- The Horror not to be surveyed -- But skirted in the Dark -- With Consciousness suspended -- And Being under Lock -- I fear me this -- is Loneliness -- The Maker of the soul Its Caverns and its Corridors Illuminate -- or seal

Some nights are made for torture, or reflection, or the savoring of loneliness.

Fear is the loneliest feeling. You can be in a throng of people, but if you're afraid, you're on your own.

Now the world has gone to bed, Darkness won't engulf my head, I can see by infrared, How I hate the night. Now I lay me down to sleep, Try to count electric sheep, Sweet dream wishes you can keep, How I hate the night. -Marvin

I crawled back into myself all alone, just delighted to observe that I was even more miserable than before, because I had brought a new kind of distress and something that resembled true feeling into my solitude.

I love to write when I feel like everybody else is asleep and when I feel like the world is kind of empty in some ways. I find, oddly enough, that I write about loneliness and isolation a lot.