Tracey Emin Quotes

You are alone with everything you love.

There she is, lying in front of me, smoking a cigarette, thinking of something or someone else. And that’s how she is stuck in my mind forever. We are two explorers in the dark. Mapless and hopeless. Alone together.

When you're in New York, there's women galore. At the end of the day, when I'm by myself or even, at times, when there was a woman next to me, I was feeling alone. It was not the same as it is with my wife. The experience is not the same; the time is not the same.

I think everyone is lonely whether you are in a good marriage or a bad marriage somewhere down the line you become lonely, and to get rid of that loneliness you have to try really hard.

We are one...alone...and only...and we love you who are one...alone...and only. We looked into each other's eyes and we knew the breath of a miracle had touched us, and fled, and left us groping vainly. And we felt torn, torn for some word we could not find.

These are frightening times...when she feels herself annointed by loneliness.

I have been loved, Edward told the stars. So? said the stars. What difference does that make when you are all alone now?

To love makes one solitary.

He says he’s lonely, horribly lonely because of this love he feels for her. She says she’s lonely too. She doesn’t say why.

Just think about it," he said softly. "You can do practically anything. You can have practically everything. And none of it will keep you from being alone." "Shut up shut up...Everybody's alone." He nodded. "But some people learn how to live with it.

He’d never be able to touch her, and as passionate as she was, she would eventually need a man who could. He’d never had to worry about these things before because he’d never been with a woman. Not even before his possession. He’d been too busy then, too involved in his job. Maybe he needed to join Workaholics Anonymous, he thought dryly. He had to be the only millennia-old virgin in history.

The physical union of the sexes ... only intensifies man's sense of solitude.

Being alone is very difficult.

You reach out your hand, but you're all alone, in those time passages.

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

The older I grow, the more I find myself alone.

I really need to be alone. I can't deal with someone sleeping next to me.

Sometimes I get lonely, but it's nice to be alone.

When everyone goes home, you're stuck with yourself.

I like the idea of isolation, I like the idea of solitude. You can be connected and have a phone and still be lonely.

Loneliness adds beauty to life. It puts a special burn on sunsets and makes night air smell better.

Forget sex or politics or religion, loneliness is the subject that clears out a room.

Loneliness expresses the pain of being alone and solitude expresses the glory of being alone.

The end comes when we no longer talk with ourselves. It is the end of genuine thinking and the beginning of the final loneliness.

As I've gotten older I've occasionally found myself nostalgic for earlier periods of solitude, though I realize that's also likely a false nostalgia, as I know there was nothing I wanted more during those periods than to not be alone, whatever that means.