I realized a capacity for not feeling lonely carried a very real price, which was the threat of feeling nothing at all.

When you're young you always feel that life hasn't yet begun...But then suddenly you're old and the scheduled life didn't arrive.

Is feeling nothing the inevitable result of believing in nothing? ...I thought it would be such a sick joke to have to remain alive for decades and not believe…

I thought that intimacy with another soul was the closest I could ever come to leaving my body.

'And how are you?', said Winnie-the-Pooh. (...) 'Not very how', he said. 'I don't seem to have felt at all how for a long time.'

Everything about life makes me lonely.

I am the only being whose doom No tongue would ask no eye would mourn I never caused a thought of gloom A smile of joy since I was born In secret pleasure - se…