I've been in that angst of loneliness, where you're really alone in the universe, except for the dog.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
The whole conviction of my life now rests upon the belief that loneliness, far from being a rare and curious phenomenon, peculiar to myself and to a few other solitary men, is the central and inevitable fact of human existence.
Sometimes, when a man is alone, that's all you got is your dog.
Loneliness is about the scariest thing out there.
Many of my characters struggle with loneliness, that is fair to say.
You cannot share your life with a dog, as I had done in Bournemouth, or a cat, and not know perfectly well that animals have personalities and minds and feelings.
Sometimes I get lonely, but it's nice to be alone.
I say I like to be alone, yet I am always surrounded by people.
Now that I have found someone, I'm feeling more alone... than I ever have before.
I make a genuine distinction between loneliness and aloneness. I know what each is like. There are times I'm lonely. But there are also many times when I need to be alone, when I don't want the feeling of someone else in the house other than the cats.
We are all so much together, but we are all dying of loneliness.