I am not without an object in life, but I feel lonely and deserted. — Johanna van Gogh-Bonger Copy Share Image
This is something everyone knows: A well-used city street is apt to be a safe street. A deserted city street is apt… — Jane Jacobs Copy Share Image
Lots of you know me as a lone, hard-bitten columnist, prone to lurking on deserted rocky promontories while searching for my muse. — Cynthia Heimel Copy Share Image
Our hearts are breaking... We are lonely and deserted, sad and sick. — Alexander Murdoch Mackay Copy Share Image
The snow is falling on the deserted field of my life, and my hopes, which roam far, are afraid of becoming frozen… — Federico Garcia Lorca Copy Share Image
A mother is the one who is still there when everyone else has deserted you — Nateman Copy Share Image
Best wine if you're stranded on a deserted island? 1982 Salon Champagne. — Gary Vaynerchuk Copy Share Image
“Don’t joke with that friend who stood by you when everyone else ran off.” — Michael Bassey Johnson Copy Share Image
Let's hope I never end up on a deserted island, because I could never make a decision on which three CDs to… — Willem Dafoe Copy Share Image
“It was like she’d been deserted on an island, hadn’t seen another human being in ten years and was beside herself with… — Kristen Ashley Copy Share Image
“The house was left; the house was deserted. It was left like a shell on a sandhill to fill with dry salt… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Whoever climbed the Lord's mountain had to possess clean hands and an innocent heart; otherwise the Summit would kill him. Today the… — Nikos Kazantzakis Copy Share Image
He who is always in a hurry to be wealthy and immersed in the study of augmenting his fortune has lost the… — Horace Copy Share Image
“I've had so much time to think that my words have deserted. All that's left is the ache and frustration of being… — Vikki Wakefield Copy Share Image
Architecture is the frame of human existence. We must dedicate this existence more to beauty. For if poetic principle has deserted us,… — Frank Lloyd Wright Copy Share Image
Integrity and firmness is all I can promise; these, be the voyage long or short, never shall forsake me though I be… — George Washington Copy Share Image
You are as young as your faith, as old as your doubt; as young as your self-confidence, as old as your fear;… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“ENTER THIS DESERTED HOUSE But please walk softly as you do. Frogs dwell here and crickets too. Ain't no ceiling, only blue… — Shel Silverstein Copy Share Image
My father died and left me his blessing and his business. His blessing brought no money into my pocket, and as to… — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
His impression was that he had been imprisoned in a shelter deep down in the underworld of his personality, listening and biding… — Christer Kihlman Copy Share Image
A silent look of affection and regard when all other eyes are turned coldly away-the consciousness that we possess the sympathy and… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Many men are mere warehouses full of merchandise--the head, the heart, are stuffed with goods. . . . There are apartments in… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
Basic anxiety can be roughly described as a feeling of being small, insignificant, helpless, deserted or endangered in a world that is… — Karen Horney Copy Share Image
“Something about these circuit houses,' he said. "They always seem to suggest the supernatural. Perhaps because they belong to another age and… — Bhaskar Ghose Copy Share Image
Philip Larkin didn't write for several years before his life ended. And when he was asked why he didn't write, he said… — Paul Simon Copy Share Image
“On all sides, as far as the eye could reach, rose the grass-covered heaps marking the site of ancient habitations. The great… — Austen Henry Layard Copy Share Image
“The the uncertainty was dispelled and the melancholy lifted as he saw a familiar stocky figure moving near one of the tents.… — John Flanagan Copy Share Image
“So he was deserted. The whole world was clamouring: Kill yourself, kill yourself, for our sakes. But why should he kill himself… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
So he was deserted. The whole world was clamouring: Kill yourself, kill yourself, for our sakes. But why should he kill himself… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
In a democracy the majority of citizens is capable of exercising the most cruel oppressions upon the minority...and that oppression of the… — Edmund Burke Copy Share Image
The utter failure came at the Crucifixion in the tragic words, 'My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?' If you… — Carl Jung Copy Share Image
“The moon seemed to veil herself before the bold looks of Satan. The night was cold. All the doors were closed, all… — James Hain Friswell Copy Share Image
“The sky has stopped offering you reasons to live and your heart is the rock you threw through each window of what's… — Olena Kalytiak Davis Copy Share Image
