Isloation Quotes & Sayings

People never fully confront their wrongdoing. They are all trying to push for their own ends, and they lack the strength to truly apologise for that. In my heart of hearts, I wondered if I was just the same. — Guy Mankowski

I wonder if this is how people get close: They heal each other's wounds. — Lauren Oliver

You've got a devil inside you, as well, but you don't know his name yet, and, since you don't know that, you can't breathe. Baptise him, boss, and you'll feel better! — Nikos Kazantzakis

You're under my skin. Can't get rid of you. Sometimes when I sleep ... I can smell you," he admitted. "I can see your eyes and those cute glasses you wear. I wonder what it would feel like to run my fingers through your hair. — Maya Banks

I sit in my room glowering at the ceiling. I know what this is about, I think. I'm cranky 'cause I'm uncomfortably thirsty for Chris all the bloody time. The heart-twinging excitement of yestermonth is gone. Now it just grates. There is no relief. There is nothing to be done. There is no sign of a parachute. — Laura Buzo

Even at our birth, death does but stand aside a little. And every day he looks towards us and muses somewhat to himself whether that day or the next he will draw nigh. — Robert Bolt

It is absolutely no accident that the peace and reconciliation, and indeed the economic progress, that eluded us generation after generation for hundreds of years, has at last come to pass in an Ireland where the talents of women are now flooding every aspect of life as never before. — Mary McAleese

For me, basketball kind of mirrors life. It sounds deep, but the sport has transformed my personality and my daily coping mechanisms. It has meant a lot. — Robbie Jones

Real poverty is less a state of income than a state of mind. — George Gilder

T was in a blue mood , his open reflections on the isloation of his life floating like Jazz notes under a pink moon — Saira Viola

They didn't realize that her clumsiness was not the ordinary kind, not poor coordination. It was just because she wasn't sure where the edges of her body ended and the rest of the world began. — Margaret Atwood