Elie Wiesel Quotes

The first thing I remember about the world and I pray that it may be the last is that I was a stranger in it. This feeling, which everyone has in some degree, and which is, at once, the glory and desolation of homo sapiens , provides the only thread of consistency that I can detect in my life.

Thus each of us had to be content to live only for the day, alone under the vast indifference of the sky.

Most of us have love in our lives. Most of us love other people are are ourselves loved by others. But make no mistake: you are alone in the world. You were born alone, even if you were born conjoined. And you die alone, unable to bring a single person with you.

All men come into this world alone and leave it alone.

I think that we're all totally isolated beings and always will be.

When I was young I read 'L'Etranger' by Camus, and it made me aware of the strangeness of life.

It was either Voltaire or Charlie Sheen who said, 'We are born alone. We live alone. We die alone. And anything in between that can give us the illusion that we're not, we cling to.'

We are alone on this planet. It's not a choice. Here we are. This is what everyone has to deal with.

What does all this mean finally, I kept asking like a college kid. Why does it make me want to cry? Maybe it’s that we are all outsiders, we are all making our own unusual way through a wilderness of normality that is just a myth.

We are born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Everything in-between is a gift.

I am Manuel. I have lived in the loneliness which is common to all men, but the difference is that I have known it. Now it is necessary for me, as it is necessary for all men, to die in this same loneliness, and I know that there is no help for it.

The thinking man always finds himself in a gigantic orphanage in which people are continually proving to him that he has no parents.

We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and - in spite of True Romance magazines - we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way.

There was an enjoyment to being alive, he felt, that because of an underlying meaninglessness–like how a person alone for too long cannot feel comfortable when with others; cannot neglect that underlying the feeling of belongingness is the certainty, really, of loneliness, and nothingness, and so experiences life in that hurried, worthless way one experiences a mistake–he could no longer get at.

It's pointless to cry. One is born and dies alone.

I, a stranger and afraid, in a world I never made.

Eventually, we all end up alone.

Vaguely at first, then more distinctly, I realized that man is an eternal stranger on this planet.

From birth to death we are alone.

At the risk of sounding like a spoilsport, I'd say that pagans have about the same experience of otherness and isolation as anyone else. We're not special in that regard. But this is because the problem of loneliness is almost universal - and that, to my mind, makes it much more serious.

We're all in this alone.

Life is the desert, life the solitude, death joins us to the great majority.

We enter the world alone, we leave the world alone.

Life's an awfully lonesome affair. You come into the world alone and you go out of the world alone yet it seems to me you are more alone while living than even going and coming.

I was a strange kid. I'm still strange. People didn't get me. And I didn't expect them to.