His saliva tasted like the wet dicks of ten thousand lonely truck drivers.
Once you connect with yourself, it is impossible to be lonely or desperate.
I like the idea of isolation, I like the idea of solitude. You can be connected and have a phone and still be lonely.
My Hamlet was about as alienated as you can get. Mine was a bitter and lonely prince. Valid, I think, but maybe tough to root for. I think that romance was missing.
In reading, a lonely quiet concert is given to our minds; all our mental faculties will be present in this symphonic exaltation.
To build an empire - or win seven Tour de Frances in a row - you must have a Lone Star-size ego and a dash of megalomania.
I realized that I'm lonely without her and she's incomplete without me. There will be no end to our love story..
Larry King's show got to be an increasingly lonely outpost of humane civility in a mephitic menagerie of hotheads, saber rattlers, cretins and crackpots.
The world has become one big grassy knoll, crawling with lone gunmen who think they're the Warren Commission.
If someone listens, or stretches out a hand, or whispers a kind word of encouragement, or attempts to understand a lonely person, extraordinary things begin to happen.
The thing that makes you exceptional, if you are at all, is inevitably that which must also make you lonely.
To share is precious, pure and fair. Don't play with something you should cherish for life. Don't you wanna care, ain't it lonely out there?
The more you stay in this kind of job, the more you realize that a public figure, a major public figure, is a lonely man.
The worst feeling in life is not being lonely; it's being forgotten by the one person you could never forget.
It's only natural to feel lonely after the enjoyable moments pass. But as you experience new joys those feelings of sorrow will start to fade.
I'm not lonely, and I think that has a lot to do with what's on my bedside table rather than what's in my bed.
The lonely, wistful revisionism of memories is as gratingly repetitive as snow and ice in Canada. I avoid them both at all costs - memories and Canada.
Lone women shouldn't stop in the middle of nowhere for giant unkempt strangers with duct tape on their faces.
Beauty is ever to the lonely mind a shadow fleeting; she is never plain. She is a visitor who leaves behind the gift of grief, the souvenir of pain.
People in this world of superficial communication find themselves isolated and lonely and have difficult in talking about personal things that really matter to them.
It gets lonely. I miss my family on stage. This might change one day. I'm certainly not going to say I'm not going to work with them again.
