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“She lives in a world of her own â€� a world of â€� little glass ornamentsâ€�”
― Tennessee Williams, The Glass Menagerie

“You might be an introvert if you were ready to go home before you left the house.”
― Criss Jami, Healology

“He was somewhat of a loner by temperament--because though never wholly happy when alone, he was usually slightly more miserable when with other people.”
― Colin Dexter, The Wench is Dead

“You get so alone at times that it just makes sense.”
― Charles Bukowski

“people need me. I fill
them. if they can't see me
for awhile the get desperate, they get
sick.

but if I see them too often
I get sick. it's hard to feed
without getting fed.”
― Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell

“It is impossible to ostracize a lone wolf.”
― Joseph Annaruma

“I wandered the earth a mercenary, daring the gods to kill me but surviving because part of me was already dead.”
― Barry Eisler, A Clean Kill in Tokyo

“There are times i wish i was a master magician so i could disappear into the folds of time, without consequence, without missing a beat. As an introvert, i need so much time to myself. I feel expansive and peaceful in my own space, constricted and chained, when confined to social situations. I can't blossom when pressed against everyone else.”
― Jaeda DeWalt

“I was drawn to all the wrong things: I liked to drink, I was lazy, I didn’t have a god, politics, ideas, ideals. I was settled into nothingness; a kind of non-being, and I accepted it. I didn’t make for an interesting person. I didn’t want to be interesting, it was too hard. What I really wanted was only a soft, hazy space to live in, and to be left alone. On the other hand, when I got drunk I screamed, went crazy, got all out of hand. One kind of behavior didn’t fit the other. I didn’t care”
― Charles Bukowski

“I finally went
where everyone goes
and I realized
I was
never
missing
out.”
― Meraaqi, Divine Trouble

“The loners are always trouble. You know that.”
― Alex Scarrow, Afterlight

“I was deluded, and I knew it. Worse: my love for Pippa was muddied-up below the waterline with my mother, with my mother's death, with losing my mother and not being able to get her back. All that blind, infantile hunger to save and be saved, to repeat the past and make it different, had somehow attached itself, ravenously, to her. There was an instability in it, a sickness. I was seeing things that weren't there. I was only one step away from some trailer park loner stalking a girl he'd spotted in the mall. For the truth of it was: Pippa and I saw each other maybe twice a year; we e-mailed and texted, though with no great regularity; when she was in town we loaned each other books and went to the movies; we were friends; nothing more. My hopes for a relationship with her were wholly unreal, whereas my ongoing misery, and frustration, were an all-too-horrible reality. Was groundless, hopeless, unrequited obsession any way to waste the rest of my life?”
― Donna Tartt , The Goldfinch

“I'm now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town. A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“I had chosen to play the detective—and if there is one thing that unites all the detectives I've ever read about, it's their inherent loneliness. The suspects know each other. They may well be family or friends. But the detective is always the outsider. He asks the necessary questions but he doesn't actually form a relationship with anyone. He doesn't trust them, and they in turn are afraid of him. It's a relationship based entirely on deception and it's one that, ultimately, goes nowhere. Once the killer has been identified, the detective leaves and is never seen again. In fact, everyone is glad to see the back of him.”
― Anthony Horowitz, Magpie Murders

“There is a certain delightful sort of hope which the introvert can receive only by having company over...the hope that they will leave soon.”
― Criss Jami, Healology

“I didn't have that kind of friendship, the forever kind of friendship that will last your whole life through, no matter what.”
― Jenny Han

“I don’t hate my relatives or those whose names fill my address book. But I do not want to have lunch with any of them. It is not personal. I am not angry. Nor is this about being afraid. I am not shy. I do not have terrible manners.

Do birds hate lips? Do Fijians detest snowplows? Being a loner is not about hate, but need: We need what others dread. We dread what others need.”
― Anneli Rufus, Party of One: The Loner's Manifesto

“I'm as apolitical as possible. I don't hang out with too many people. I'm a loner. For the most part, when I show up, I read a book or work on my computer, and stay out of everybody else's way.”
― Eric Bischoff, Controversy Creates Cash

“I love my loneliness as it helps me gather strength to deal with people.”
― Amit Abraham

“Jesus to Pilate:
"The trouble is," the bound man went on, not stopping by anyone, "that you are too closed off and have definitely lost faith in people. You must agree, one can't place all one's affection in a dog. Your life is impoverished, Hegemon.”
― Mikhail Bulgakov, The Master and Margarita

“I never went downstairs to join my housemates around the television. I cooked dinner later than everyone else and carried the plate up to my bedroom. I knew they must have thought me aloof, or a little bit eccentric, or maybe even unkind, but I didn't care. Once the kitchen door swung shut behind me, I was alone, and so everything was okay.”
― Sara Baume, A Line Made By Walking

“All the way, Zoe kept her chin up and pretended she wasn’t mortified, but his sour expression stayed with her. She wasn’t good at making American friends. She changed her language, conduct, and clothing, but it didn’t seem to matter. Whether she wore modest Middle-Eastern clothing or cute Western fashions, everyone knew she didn’t belong.”
― Michael Benzehabe

“He doesn't trust people because he knows they are all the same. Everyone cares about their own survival and nothing else, just like him. Since he is more than willing to kill for it, so are they. After all, he has endured through all these years, leading him to be alone, it was the only conclusion that made sense.”
― Joe Reyes, Aftermath

“Bukowski was dead wrong, the man was drunk most likely when he said this.
Sometimes you get so fucking lonely that it makes no sense whatsoever. That sense losses meaning and usage, that meaning losses context as the sky pushes down upon you and threatens you to act a little more like your fellow human beings or else it'll cut your throat. When one is this lonely insanity is the only logical route and im on it quite well.”
― Samuel K

“It was something he had always done - moved apart, so he could be alone and think things or a little.”
― Larry McMurtry, Lonesome Dove

“un hombre no va menos perdido por caminar en línea recta.”
― José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis

“They were just so different, and she kept wondering if he'd realize this was a mistake at some point; if, once she stopped being the novelty, the random American, he would recognize who she really was -- a nerdy bookworm, a happy loner -- and move on.”
― Jennifer E. Smith, The Geography of You and Me

“Quien no lleva dentro un lobo no tiene por eso que ser feliz tampoco.”
― Hermann Hesse, Steppenwolf

“el desesperado no querer morir, es el camino más seguro para la muerte eterna, en tanto que saber morir, rasgar el velo del arcano, ir buscando eternamente mutaciones al yo conduce a la inmortalidad.”
― Hermann Hesse, Steppenwolf

“is er een plek
waar eenlingen komen
en hun woorden en gedachten
een tafel vinden
een pen
en soms
een reflecterend licht
een gezicht dat herkent
ik ben de lege woorden moe
van de samengeklonterden
ik wil de eenlingen
horen spreken.”
― Anna Jae