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  • My heart, the bird of the wilderness, has found its sky in your eyes. They are the cradle of the morning, they are the kingdom of the stars. My songs are lost in their depths. Let me but soar in that sky, in its lonely immensity. Let me but cleave its clouds and spread wings in its sunshine.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Rabindranath Tagore Quotes , Song Quotes , Lonely Quotes
  • There is a very holy and a very terrible isolation for the conscience of every man who seeks to read the destiny in affairs for others as well as for himself, for a nation as well as for individuals. That privacy no man can intrude upon. That lonely search of the spirit for the right perhaps no man can assist.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Woodrow Wilson Quotes , Lonely Quotes , Loneliness Quotes
  • Often a man wishes to be alone and a girl wishes to be alone too and if they love each other they are jealous of that in each other, but I can truly say we never felt that. We could feel alone when we were together, alone against the others. But we were never lonely and never afraid when we were together.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Ernest Hemingway Quotes , Girl Quotes , Lonely Quotes
  • I'd be at someone's house or be up on the roof all day and I'd get lonely - stir crazy - and talk radio became this soothing voice in my life. But the idea that I was making $10 an hour and stacking drywall while these guys were making a few hundred thousand, and they were having a party, and there were Playmates and there were good times, I just couldn't imagine it.
  • 6 years ago



    Tags : Adam Carolla Quotes , Funny Quotes , Lonely Quotes
  • I was very inventive. I lived in my own world - my dad said I was a loner. Not lonely, just happy in my own company. It's the same now. I need time alone, which is maybe why I love to write. Having said that, I love the sociability of telly. It's a nice contrast.
  • 6 years ago



    Tags : Alan Titchmarsh Quotes , Lonely Quotes , Dad Quotes
  • The winter evening settles down With smell of steaks in passageways. Six o'clock. The burnt-out ends of smoky days. And now a gusty shower wraps The grimy scraps Of withered leaves about your feet And newspapers from vacant lots; The showers beat On broken blinds and chimney-pots, And at the corner of the street A lonely cab-horse steams and stamps. And then the lighting of the lamps.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : T. S. Eliot Quotes , Lonely Quotes , Horse Quotes