We are most of us very lonely in this world; you who have any who love you, cling to them and thank God.

It is strange to be known so universally and yet to be so lonely.

It's a terrible thing to be alone -- yes it is -- it is -- but don't lower your mask until you have another mask prepared beneath --as terrible as you like --but a mask.

Who knows what true loneliness is -- not the conventional word, but the naked terror? To the lonely themselves it wears a mask. The most miserable outcast hugs some memory or some illusion. Now and then a fatal conjunction of events may lift the veil for an instant. For an instant only. No human being could bear a steady view of moral solitude without going mad.

It is very lonely sometimes, trying to play God.

If you are lonely when you are alone, you are in bad company.

Be good and you will be lonely.

When so many are lonely as seem to be lonely, it would be inexcusably selfish to be lonely alone.

All men's misfortunes spring from their hatred of being alone.

Columbus discovered no isle or key so lonely as himself.