“Sometimes people who are never alone are the loneliest, don’t you think so?”

When people are in trouble they need to talk.

First you find a little thread, a little thread leads you to a string, and the string leads you to a rope. And from the rope you hang by the neck.

Having nothing, nothing can he lose.

Nothing hurts more than loneliness.

Real loneliness is not necessarily limited to when you are alone.

Everytime the leaves are changing it’s the loneliest time of the year.

Loneliness is the best supporter.

The shortest distance between two points is often unbearable.

Aloneness is your nature. You were born alone, you will die alone. And you are living alone without understanding it, without being fully aware of it. You misunderstand aloneness as loneliness; it is simply a misunderstanding. You are sufficient unto yourself.

Wanting to be someone else is a waste of who you are.