Best 91 quotes in «isolated quotes» category

I lived a very isolated life. When you start at 20, you have a lot of nonsense to work out of your system.

I never was but an isolated bon vivant, which is absurd; or a mystic bon vivant, which is an impossible thing.

Isolated material particles are abstractions, their properties being definable and observable only through their interaction with other systems .

I think often women can feel isolated and feel like they get into a rut and don't quite know how to get out of it.

I pretty much isolated myself away from drums. I stopped looking at Modern Drummer, I stopped looking at websites.

It is people like me who are isolated.

No one is saved alone, as an isolated individual, but God attracts us looking at the complex web of relationships that take place in the human community. God enters into this dynamic, this participation in the web of human relationships.

I went from the glamour of working with Karl Lagerfeld and John Galliano to living on an isolated hilltop, with my husband gone most of the time.

... love dreads being isolated, being left to speak in a void -- at the beginning it would often rather listen than speak.

No one chair should be isolated.

Short isolated sentences were the mode in which ancient Wisdom delighted to convey its precepts, for the regulation of life and manners.

The ability to see the future can be a burden, and the younger you are and the more isolated you feel, maybe the more of a burden it is.

That's what prison did for me, it isolated me, you know, it polished me up like a stone.

The cello is such a melancholy instrument, such an isolated, miserable instrument.

The gospel always comes to people in cultural robes. There is no such thing as a ‘pure’ gospel, isolated from culture

Sure, you can do without the hard personal comments, but it doesn't really happen apart from a few isolated incidents.

The isolated Pawn casts gloom over the entire chessboard

The limelight is a tricky place, because you can't believe what's going on around you. You stop observing. You stop perceiving. You stop extending yourself, and you become isolated.

The higher we rise, the more isolated we become; all elevations are cold.

The more isolated a person is, the more destructive will be the power of sin over him, and the more deeply he becomes involved in it, the more disastrous is his isolation.

The entropy of an isolated system not in equilibrium will tend to increase over time, approaching a maximum value at equilibrium.

Those who back the Syrian regime from now on will find themselves in an even more isolated and indefensible minority.

The truth of the matter is that I live on an isolated cattle ranch in the middle of Oklahoma and that's not going to change.

We are hidden in ourselves, like a truth hidden in isolated facts. When we know that this One in us is One in all, then our truth is revealed.

We are not an isolated insulated community anymore

We are not to be isolated but insulated, moving in the midst of evil but untouched by it.

We are very isolated, far from boyfriends and friends, so we have to be strong, smart and very professional.

When that theory is isolated from known facts, it is likely not to be productive.

When you have kept yourself isolated, no one relates to you, you have no way of understanding actually who you are.

When you're at your best, you're analyzing yourself and becoming increasingly isolated from a broader narrative.

But all this, all this shift and change, thought Bellamy, is part of the vast lie which surrounds me and wherein I move from one fantasy to another. I wanted to escape to solitude and darkness in a holy place, but the dark is just the old dark of meaninglessness and falsehood, which separates me from my friends and from the real world where people love and help each other.

But now more often the old stale hopeless weariness overcame him: the black sickness which almost no one else, certainly not his nearest dearest friends, could understand at all. The idea of giving up the world, which had given him for a time so much life-energy, appeared now as a sort of fake suicide, a ghastly play-image of his death. This fatal falseness-of-heart was what perhaps Father Damien, on further acquaintance, had now seen in him.

Death takes in many people, but still lives alone.

God had said to listen to what five people tell you and don’t hold on to your own opinion. The person who holds on to his opinion is isolated. If you insist upon it, it will harm you as well as others. This true-false is a relative truth; it is a mundane [worldly] truth. One should not insist upon it.

The way I spend my time is very isolated and cut off.

When we see the relatedness of ourselves to the universe, that we do not live as isolated entities, untouched by what is going on around us, not affecting what is going on around us, when we see through that, that we are interrelated, then we can see that to protect others is to protect ourselves, and to protect ourselves it to protect others.

You know, when you're isolated on set for like a month, people like to get rowdy.

Aloneness – that is what SM feels like to me. Isolated, alone, separated, left out as I silently stand by watching others experience life while the words freeze inside me, afraid to speak up or join in a conversation. Actually feeling the anxiety shaking inside my chest as I try to get up the courage to speak to someone or call or text a friend. SM feels like the child standing alone behind the door watching the other kids in the playground – afraid to ask, 'may I play?' It feels like the teenager standing silently against the wall, listening to classmates laugh and chat, invisible to everyone and wondering what it would be like to have a friend. It feels like the 50-year-old office worker, alone in her cube while others chat and laugh in the aisle, still left out. I live inside a shell, a mask that looks like me, but isn't me. I am in here, but it is really hard to let others see. I'm so grateful for the few dear friends I have now. Most people, though, only see the shell and assume I'm aloof and uncaring because I am quiet. I feel very deeply. I feel others' joy and pain intensely, yet they rarely know. I'm not quiet because I am uncaring. I'm silent because I'm afraid.

A savage sense entered me, of being of such small account in the world that I wasn't to be helped, that priest and woman and man had put out an edict that I wasn't to be helped, I was to be left to the elements, just as I was, a walking animal, forsaken. Maybe it was then that some part of me leapt away from myself, something fled from my brain, I don't know.

But I can't do anything for him and he can't do anything for me. We must wail in our own corners.

But I feel myself marooned on the island of my self.

Energetically speaking, antimatter is the mirror image of matter, so the two instantly cancel each other out if they come in contact. Keeping antimatter isolated from matter is a challenge, of course, because everything on earth is made of matter. The samples have to be stored without ever touching anything at all—even air.

Hawai'i is the most isolated population center on Earth, with the nearest points being between Hilo on the Big Island and San Francisco in CA 2,315 miles away.

He could have been invisible and it wouldn’t have made a difference to them. He didn’t care, so long as he felt at ease, which was his original intention. He wasn’t there to make friends, nor did he want to.

He concluded in the last scene that we are given two choices in life. We can allow ourselves to love and care for others, which makes us vulnerable to their sickness, death, or rejection. Or we can protect ourselves by refusing to love. Lewis decided that it is better to feel and to suffer than to go through life isolated, insulated, and lonely.

He fell in with the quiet revolutionaries on campus—those who felt that the disenfranchisement of half the population was ridiculous, those who did not accept that rights were predicated on skin tone—partly because he couldn’t bring himself to avoid tempting trouble. He agreed with all their points, but understood that they were freer to make them purely because they had the money to build a wall around their experiences. That was what people did, wasn’t it? Ignore the majority of experience and actively disengage from those telling them otherwise.

I had no desire to be seen by anyone, or talk to anyone. Sometimes out walking I would be in such a peculiar state of mind that I would rush home at the merest hint of another person.

I have no close friends, that is, no friends.

I knew, I knew any proper, decent life was over. The word of a man like that was like a death sentence . . . I had known it all along, but it is a very different matter to know your sentence, and then to hear it spoken by your judge . . . Truest of all things, there was no one to help me, no one to stand at my side.

I needed nothing and was needed nowhere. I almost doubted I was alive.