Mary Roach Quotes

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.

People talking without speaking,/ People listening without hearing...Sounds of Silence.

When friends and lovers die and your world gets quieter; that's when the silence comes closer; that's when next isn't the least bit theoretical or abstract.

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.

Absolute silence leads to sadness. It is the image of death.

I don't really talk to people.

Loneliness Got a mind of its own The more people around The more you feel alone

If people can't stand being alone, they have no choice but to die

For my own part, I would rather be in company with a dead man than with an absent one; for if the dead man gives me no pleasure, at least he shows me no contempt; whereas the absent one, silently indeed, but very plainly, tells me that he does not think me worth his attention.

Just think about it," he said softly. "You can do practically anything. You can have practically everything. And none of it will keep you from being alone." "Shut up shut up...Everybody's alone." He nodded. "But some people learn how to live with it.

Nobody the dead man & Nobody the living Nobody is giving in & Nobody is giving Nobody hears me but just Nobody cares Nobody fears me but Nobody just stares Nobody belongs to me & Nobody remains No Nobody knows nothing All that remains are remains

I looked at the stars, and considered how awful it would be for a man to turn his face up to them as he froze to death, and see no help or pity in all the glittering multitude.

Death is loneliness in its purest form.

For some time now the impression has been growing upon me that everyone is dead. It happens when I speak to people. In the middle of a sentence it will come over me: yes, beyond a doubt this is death. There is little to do but groan and make an excuse and slip away as quickly as one can.

There was no one to call me to bed, no one to demand that the rhythms of my life operate in a duet.

Life was going on, and no one but a handful of people cared if I lived or died.

We are all born and someday we'll all die. Most likely to some degree alone. Our aloneness in this world is, maybe not anymore, a thing to mourn.

I am alone here in New York, no longer a we.

I like being alone and I think this movie, as much as it is an investigation of connection and people bonding, I also think it's just as much about loneliness.

You reach out your hand, but you're all alone, in those time passages.

I am alone; I am always alone no matter what.

I want to be around people, not crickets.

Widow. The word consumes itself.

I'm not very interested in people. I recognize it in myself - there is a basic indifference toward people.

Have you ever felt like a phone call that's been disconnected?