Tablo Quotes

For who can bear to feel himself forgotten?

He's swept with the broom of contempt and the rooms have an empty ring.

Well, right now I'm not dead. But when I am, it's like...I don't know, I guess it's like being inside a book that nobody's reading. [...] An old one. It's up on a library shelf, so you're safe and everything, but the book hasn't been checked out for a long, long time. All you can do is wait. Just hope somebody'll pick it up and start reading.

To be abandoned like that! Shut out when you most need to be loved.

When she needed help most, she was abandoned.

I'm left, you're right, and she's gone. You're right, and I'm left all alone.

I have come to realize more and more that the greatest disease and the greatest suffering is to be unwanted, unloved, uncared for, to be shunned by everybody, to be just nobody.

All men hate the wretched; how, then, must I be hated, who am miserable beyond all living things! Yet you, my creator, detest and spurn me, thy creature, to whom thou are bound by ties only dissoluble by the annihilation of one of us.

It suddenly seemed to me that I was lonely, that everyone was forsaking me and going away from me.

I'm like a child who belongs to nobody.

No mommy's kisses and no daddy's smile. Nobody wants me, I'm nobody's child.

We choose--or choose not--to be alone when we decide whom we will accept as our fellows, and whom we will reject. Thus an eremite in a mountain is in company, because the birds and coneys, the initiates whose words live in his 'forest books,' and the winds--the messengers of the Increate--are his companions. Another man, living in the midst of millions, may be alone, because there are none but enemies and victims around him.

I am dead to them, even though I once flowered.

These people picked you up and played with you and then left you lying in the rain

I feel like a visitor that got left behind by his ride.

I was the green monkey, the pariah. And I had no friends. Not just a few friends, or one good friend, or grudging acceptance by other misfits and outcasts. I was alone. All stinking alone, without even an imaginary playmate.

I felt a bottomless sadness. So completely alone. Like one of my stuffed animals at home that I was too old for now, that sat on the shelf in my closet, mashed against the back wall.

Then he will be called Acheron for the River of Woe. Like the river of the Underworld, his journey shall be dark, long and enduring. He will be able to give life and to take it. He will walk through his life alone and abandoned – ever seeking kindness and ever finding cruelty. May the gods have mercy on you, little one. No one else ever will. (Oracle)

My life is like a lone, forgotten Q-Tip in the second-to-last drawer.

Deep within every man there lies the dread of being alone in the world, forgotten by God, overlooked among the tremendous household of millions and millions.

Ye have cast out yer brothers for devils and now complain ye, lamenting, that ye've been left to fight alone.

So I walked away and left him standing there in the moonlight - watching over nothing.

If I die, I die friendless and abandoned. What choice did that leave him, but to live?

The thrill of being ignored!

It must be awful to feel you're not needed.