Luigi Pirandello Quotes

You are forever alone.

He who loves 50 people has 50 woes; he who loves no one has no woes.

Do you know what it's like to love and be alone?

In regards to your love life, you're just entering into a whole of pain if you talk about it. If you've never said anything, there are no sound bites to haunt you when you're crying into a box of Kleenex after it all goes wrong.

Yes, I guess you could say I am a loner, but I feel more lonely in a crowed room with boring people than I feel on my own.

Yves Saint Laurent didn't have friends. He loved nobody. He was intimate with nobody.

A lot of my songs are about loneliness and losing relationships. Even the ones that are happy, there's a lonely undertone to them.

there are worse things than being alone but it often takes decades to realize this and most often when you do it's too late and there's nothing worse than too late

Middle age is when you're sitting at home on a Saturday night and the telephone rings and you hope it isn't for you.

Beauty is ever to the lonely mind a shadow fleeting; she is never plain. She is a visitor who leaves behind the gift of grief, the souvenir of pain.

I'm done with men... I'm going to be alone. I have no luck with relationships. I don't think I'm made for marriage.

The last time I saw him he was walking down lover's lane holding his own hand.

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

Isolation is a self-defeating dream.

You know, that single girl life and that sense of isolation - that doesn't leave you just like that. And that's what that song is about. I remember that, and that is imprinted on me, that sense.

At the beginning and at the end of love, the two lovers are embarrassed to find themselves alone.

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

The worst solitude is to have no real friendships.

Why is it you feel like a dope if you laugh alone, but that's usually how you end up crying?

Men don't even ask me out. I can't remember the last time I was asked out on a date, and I'm talking years here. I spend my life more and more alone.

Oh, how miserable it is to have no one to share your sorrows and joys, and, when your heart is heavy, to have no soul to whom you can pour out your woes.

There is only one thing I want. I would like to be seriously ill, and to hear nothing more about him for at least a week. Why doesn't something happen to me? Why do I have to go through all this? If only I had never set eyes on him!

It is very possible that I could have ended up on 80 acres of land by myself, and fallen in love at a distance with a gorgeous woman I could never have been with.

After all my various relationships I find myself now home alone.

I can't really have any friends. It's sad, really. It's lonely. But that's how I am.