Margaret Fuller Quotes

Until the bitter end, the emptiness inside her was hers alone.

This world that I live in is empty and cold/the loneliness cuts me and tortures my soul.

But solitude is sadness.' 'Yes; it is sadness. Life, however, has worse than that. Deeper than melancholy lies heart-break.

In the country of pain we are each alone.

What makes loneliness an anguish is not that I have no one to share my burden, but this: I have only my own burden to bear.

Grief can't be shared. Everyone carries it alone. His own burden in his own way.

My private life's quite sad.

I understand the power of sorrow, and I understand how far it can take us from ourselves if we let it.

Away from the bright motion of the party, she carried her sadness like a dark stone clenched in her palm.

The human heart has a sigh lonelier than the cry of the bittern.

Alone, he must bear the weight of a sin he dare not confess to the one person he loves…and has lost.

There is in certain living souls a quality of loneliness unspeakable, so great it must be shared as company is shared by lesser beings. Such a loneliness is mine; so know by this that in immensity there is one lonelier than you.

My greatest affliction... is perhaps the major theme of my writings, the affliction of loneliness that follows me like a shadow, a very ponderous shadow too heavy to drag after me all of my days and nights.

What I was afraid of was my own grief, the weight of it, the ineluctable corrosive force of it, and the stark awareness I had of being, for the first time in my life, entirely alone, a Crusoe shipwrecked and stranded in the limitless wastes of a boundless and indifferent ocean.

She was waiting, but she didn't know for what. She was aware only of her solitude, and of the penetrating cold, and of a greater weight in the region of her heart.

Nothing remained but loneliness and grief.

And here am I, budding among the ruins with only sorrow to bite on, as if weeping were a seed and I the earth's only furrow.

When grief is deepest, words are fewest.

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

If I told you the tragedy parts, we'd all sit here and cry.

The delta blues is a low-down, dirty shame blues. It's a sad, big wide sound, something to make you think about people who are dead or the women who left you.

Remember, the burden of sorrow is doubled when it is borne alone.

Fans say I have a lot of sorrow in my eyes. It's true.

Living, it's awful for me.

My entire soul is a cry, and all my work is a commentary on that cry.