Anne Rice Quotes

Christmas is a holiday that persecutes the lonely, the frayed, and the rejected.

I didn't have a good childhood because I never could get along with other kids. I was the child that sat in the corner eating lunch by herself.

Sometimes the crowd is the madness - at others it's the absence of the crowd that is.

How one hates to think of oneself as alone. How one avoids it. It seems to imply rejection or unpopularity.

I understand the feelings of being the outcast and the loner.

I never felt like I belong to anything - to any groups of friends. I never really had that.

We are a most solitary people, and we live, repelled by one another, in the gray, outcast cities of Cain.

The whole business of your life overwhelms you when you live alone. One's stupefied by it. To get rid of it you try to daub some of it off on to people who come to see you, and they hate that. To be alone trains one for death.

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.

She didn't like to be alone. Even more, she didn't like being with people. (148)

Other people are occupied, I alone am unwilling, like the outcast.

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.

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

The solitude of writing is also quite frightening. It's quite close to madness, one just disappears for a day and loses touch.

Suddenly the world has run amok and left you alone and sane behind

Satan has his companions, fellow-devils, to admire and encourage him; but I am solitary and detested.

I didn't have any friends at school, didn't want any. I felt better being alone. I sat on a bench and watched the others play and they looked foolish to me.

The loneliness of the man is slowly being borne in upon me. There is not a man aboard but hates or fears him, nor is there a man whom he does not despise.

Sometimes I would get invited to a party or to go out to dinner by one of them and I would decline. Part of me wanted to go, but those kind of outings always made me feel even more alienated than usual. Hearing them talk made me feel lonely and hateful at the same time. Lonely because I didn't fit in, never did. When I was reminded, it hurt. And hateful because it reaffirmed what I already knew, that I was alone and on the outside.

I look for a thematic idea running through my movies and I see that it's the outsider struggling for recognition. I realize that all my life I've been an outsider, and above all, being lonely but never realizing it.

He came amongst his own and his own received him not, and it hurt him then and it has kept on hurting him. The same hunger, the same loneliness, the same having no one to be accepted by and to be loved and wanted by.

No, I don't have a boyfriend, I don't want one.

Novelty is a new kind of loneliness.

It is said of a lonely man that he does not appreciate the life of society. This is like saying he hates hiking because he dislikes walking in thick forest on a dark night.

I am alone, I thought, and they are everybody.