Oscar Wilde Quotes

I was always an outcast, even in my family.

I was the green monkey, the pariah. And I had no friends. Not just a few friends, or one good friend, or grudging acceptance by other misfits and outcasts. I was alone. All stinking alone, without even an imaginary playmate.

Crowded hallways, are the loneliest places, for outcasts and rebels,or anyone who just dares to be different.

My misfortune is doubly painful to me because it will result in my being misunderstood. For me there can be no recreation in the company of others, no intelligent conversation, no exchange of information with peers; only the most pressing needs can make me venture into society. I am obliged to live like an outcast.

I've never really had anybody close to me die. I think the song is about a feeling that I have that, it still applies. It's a feeling of longing, once again.

I literally felt like a freak, which is another aspect of the role of Sally that I relate to: total outsider.

Sometimes you feel sad to be left out of a big debate.

I'm drawn to people who find themselves on the outside of things. I'm moved by that in real life.

After my mother's death, I had such difficulty relating to people.

At one point in time or another, everyone's an outcast, and you have to deal with those sort of issues in society. Especially for teenage kids, I don't think there's anyone that's really been through childhood and not been an outcast in one way or another.

I cry a lot because I miss people.

Being sent away to school was no different from my biological mother giving me away.

It feels bad to feel like you're not wanted.

When I was 11, the whole world was closed to me. I just felt I was on the outside of the world.

I cried to my mother that I wanted to go to Hebrew school; I wanted Jewish friends. But when my mother took me, the kids there all knew each other, and somehow I was even more of an outcast.

I felt so alone as a boy because no one wanted to be friends with me.

I suppose society is wonderfully delightful. To be in it is merely a bore. But to be out of it is simply a tragedy.

Even at church, people would not shake my hand.

People would get up and leave so they would not have to sit anywhere near me.

I desire to know wherefore why I am banished.

Everyone is against me - except the people!

I gravitate to the world's outcasts.

I certainly feel sad about the alienation from my son.

I've never really fit in.

I tried so many times to fit in but I could never ever fit in. I was always like, an outcast.