The Attitude of Solitude

He knew very well he wasn’t suited to family life. No matter how much he loved someone, he still couldn’t share his life with them. He needed solitary time every day to concentrate, and he couldn’t stand it when someone’s presence threw off his concentration. If he lived with someone he knew he would end up detesting them. Whether it was his parents, a wife, or children. He feared that above all. He wasn’t afraid of loving someone. What he feared was growing to hate someone.

~ Killing Commendatore by Haruki Murakami

We are all lonely

We’re all lonely for something we don’t know we’re lonely for.
How else to explain the curious feeling that goes around feeling like missing somebody we’ve never even met ?

~ David Foster Wallace