Martin Niemoller Quotes

I would have to say loneliness is next to uncleanliness.

Right now, they feel they have lost their voice, and their miseries have increased since my departure.

The silence drew off, baring the pebbles and shells and all the tatty wreckage of my life.

I still think that the greatest suffering is being lonely, feeling unloved, just having no one... That is the worst disease that any human being can ever experience.

I am nothing. I’m like someone who’s been thrown into the ocean at night, floating all alone. I reach out, but no one is there. I call out, but no one answers. I have no connection to anything.

Nobody the dead man & Nobody the living Nobody is giving in & Nobody is giving Nobody hears me but just Nobody cares Nobody fears me but Nobody just stares Nobody belongs to me & Nobody remains No Nobody knows nothing All that remains are remains

Loneliness and the feeling of being unwanted is the most terrible poverty.

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

I've been in that angst of loneliness, where you're really alone in the universe, except for the dog.

But I also think all of the great stories in literature deal with loneliness. Sometimes it's by way of heartbreak, sometimes it's by way of injustice, sometimes it's by way of fate. There's an infinite number of ways to examine it.

And then when all around grows dark, when we feel utterly alone, when all men right and left pass us by and know us not, a forgotten feeling rises in the breast.

Separation penetrates the disappearing person like a pigment and steeps him in gentle radiance.

Without a family, man, alone in the world, trembles with the cold.

When friendship disappears then there is a space left open to that awful loneliness of the outside world which is like the cold space between the planets. It is an air in which men perish utterly.

It's a terrible feeling being lonely.

I felt very alone in Hollywood.

I hate being alone, even for 10 minutes.

You can't put abandonment and alienation under arrest.

Who knows what true loneliness is - not the conventional word but the naked terror? To the lonely themselves it wears a mask. The most miserable outcast hugs some memory or some illusion.

There is no one looking out for us. We are all alone.

There's a lot of days where you feel forgotten.

For who can bear to feel himself forgotten?

You write a story about loneliness, and you grab them all because everybody's an expert on that one.

Not a living thing was to be seen and the cottages that sat huddled close to the ground remained fast shut; the smoke from the chimneys alone still gave a sign of life.

Loneliness is about the scariest thing out there.