“In this world, there are things you can only do alone, and things you can only do with somebody else. It’s important to combine the two in just the right amount.”— Haruki Murakami, amazon.com
“No one wants to be lonely and no one wants to be with you when you’re lonely.”— Adam Gnade, brickfrickingmaster.tumblr.com
“I had already found that it was not good to be alone, and so made companionship with what there was around me, sometimes with the universe and sometimes with my own insignificant self; but my books were always my friends, let fail all else.”— Joshua Slocum, amazon.com
“The people we surround ourselves with either raise or lower our standards. They either help us to become the-best-version-of-ourselves or encourage us to become lesser versions of ourselves. We become like our friends. No man becomes great on his own. No woman becomes great on her own. The people ar…”— Matthew Kelly, facebook.com
“There are times when I am convinced I am unfit for any human relationship.”— Franz Kafka, amazon.com
“But at night it’s a little tougher because it’s quieter and darker. And without all the noise around you, you sort of realise it’s just you.”— Anonymous, m.facebook.com
“If you were alone you would cut yourself in two so that one part would shape the other.”— Elia Canetti, amazon.com
“Oh lord when you are alone and do not want to be, you lie in bed with your own shoulder wrapped around and beneath yourself so that the surges of pain keep you company. This is hurtful but it is so much better than no nerves firing at all. The worst is when there’s no one near to press on you and ma…”— Jenny Holzer, artic.edu
“When somebody else comes along and makes you feel like something special — it’s like catnip. You want more of it. You want to say: ‘Let’s get lunch sometime.’ But in the end, you are what you are no matter how somebody makes you feel. It’s just a feeling.”— Anonymous, facebook.com
“I had two longings and one was fighting the other. I wanted to be loved and I wanted to be always alone.”— Jean Rhys, amazon.com
“My summer fairy, laying in the tall grass, and chewing on dandelion stems; staring at the big sky and contemplating existence. My wild child, tail dancing like a child’s song, fur as white and soft as morning. And I’m sorry that cuddling isn’t your favorite yet, but you can’t blame a mom for trying…”— Schuyler Peck, schuylerpeck.tumblr.com