“When so many are lonely as seem to be lonely, it would be inexcusably selfish to be lonely alone.”

“My heart was a habitation large enough for many guests, but lonely and chill, and without a household fire. I longed to kindle one! It seemed not so wild a dream.”

“I dwell in a lonely house I know
That vanished many a summer ago.”

“I feel the madness creeping slowly. Loved by many I'm still lonely.”

“And ere the dawn of day appear'd,
In Cumnor Hall, so lone and drear,
Full many a piercing scream was heard,
And many a cry of mortal fear.”

“Lone upon a mountain, the pine-trees wailing round him,
Lone upon a mountain the Grecian youth is laid;
Sleep, mystic sleep, for many a year has bound him,
Yet his beauty, like a statue's pale and fair, is undecay'd.
When will he awaken?”

“In loneliness, the lonely one eats himself; in a crowd, the many eat him. Now choose.”

“I don't like feeling lonely… but in solitude one can get to revalue many things.”

“A person can be lonely even if he is loved by many people, because he is still not the "One and Only" to anyone.”

“When the spirit touches
man's heart and brow
with thoughts that are lofty, bold, serene,
so that with clear eyes he will face the world
as a free man may;
when the spirit gives birth to action
by which alone we stand or fall;
when from the sane and resolute action
rises the workd that gives a a man's life
content and meaning — then would that many,
lonely and actively working,
know of the spirit that grasps and befriends him...”