Rob Sheffield Quotes

I had never felt so lonely and so sad in my entire life.

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

I’m here because I know the sadness inside you. I know what it feels like to wake in the morning, lost and lonely and aching for someone to be there with me. (Sebastian)

Loneliness and the feeling that you're no use to anyone - the worst kind of poverty.

Misery no longer loves company. Nowadays it insists on it.

Wrap parties can be really sad, actually, disorienting.

Loneliness comes with life.

Oh, I do get lonely, yes.

It's a terrible feeling being lonely.

Sadness is but a wall between two gardens.

Lonesome. Lonesome. I know what it means. Here all by my lonesome, dreaming empty dreams. Weary. Weary at the close of day, wondering if tomorrow brings me joy or sorrow.

You are forever alone.

Only the lonely know the way I feel tonight.

I was very depressed when I was 19... I would go back to my apartment every day and I would just sit there. It was quiet and it was lonely. It was still. It was just my piano and myself. I had a television and I would leave it on all the time just to feel like somebody was hanging out with me.

Oh, what a void there is in things.

Depression is when you have lots of love, but no one's taking.

Music I heard with you was more than music, and bread I broke with you was more than bread. Now that I am without you, all is desolate; all that was once so beautiful is dead.

Loneliness is the ultimate poverty.

Ain't no sunshine when she's gone, It's not warm when she's away, Ain't no sunshine when she's gone, And she's always gone too long, Anytime she goes away.

An' this house just ain't no home, Anytime she goes away.

I was so broken when I did the first record. I was living in my parents' basement, I didn't know anyone. I was broken-hearted and writing this really dark record. I was at the bottom of a well.

My life is actually empty, so I feel like I'm lying to everyone by pretending to be happy on the outside.

I hated London; I was so lonely.

I'd think the house was the source of great sadness or pressure. I knew it wasn't. I knew it was just where I lived. But I'd walk up the stairs and the second floor was just desolate. My old bedroom: empty. My old rehearsal room: empty. First floor studio: messy and empty. Middle room: broken gear everywhere.

He did not go much further, but sat down on the cold floor and gave himself up to complete miserableness, for a long while. He thought of himself frying bacon and eggs in his own kitchen at home - for he could feel inside that it was high time for some meal or other; but that only made him miserabler.