For a while I couldn't leave the house by myself. Even if I was just grocery shopping alone I'd get self-conscious.

For a while I felt very alone sort of out there in the world of comics especially here in the States.

To share our stories is not only a worthwhile endeavor for the storyteller but for those who hear our stories and feel less alone because of it.

Probably nothing serious or worthwhile can be accomplished without one's willingness to be alone for sustained periods of time which is not to say that one must live alone obsessively.

But no nation can base its survival and development on luck and prayers alone while its leadership fritters away every available opportunity for success and concrete achievement.

Life's an awfully lonesome affair. You come into the world alone and you go out of the world alone yet it seems to me you are more alone while living than even going and coming.

While the resurrection promises us a new and perfect life in the future God loves us too much to leave us alone to contend with the pain guilt and loneliness of our present life.

There's one Baldessari work I genuinely love and would like to own maybe because of my Midwestern roots and love of driving alone. 'The backs of all the trucks passed while driving from Los Angeles to Santa Barbara California Sunday 20 January 1963' consists of a grid of 32 small color photographs depicting just what the title says.

Music is amazing. There's some metaphysical comfort where it allows you to be isolated and alone while telling you that you are not alone... truly the only cure for sadness is to share it with someone else.

There is danger that we lose sight of what our friend is absolutely while considering what she is to us alone.