Not Belonging Quotes

“The same feeling of not belonging, of futility, wherever I go: I pretend interest in what matters nothing to me, I bestir myself mechanically or out of charity, without ever being caught up, without ever being somewhere. What attracts me is elsewhere, and I don’t know where that elsewhere is.”
― Emil M. Cioran, The Trouble With Being Born

“When the sense of «not belonging» is tolling the bell for true happiness, it infuses people into accepting life as a failure, or a scar in the canvas of a vacant environment. The attachment to the little things, though, and the fleeting moments of every day can confer connection and expectation. ("The grass was greener over there")”
― Erik Pevernagie

“When a mood of "not belonging" is haunting our mind and tolling the bell for relief or happiness, life may be like a scar on the canvas of our dreams. Now is the time to wake up and slip back to the basics, in the vein of crawling back to mum's lap. ("The grass was greener over there")”
― Erik Pevernagie

“They are so caught up in their happiness that they don't realize I'm not really a part of it. I am wandering along the periphery. I am like the people in the Winslow Homer paintings, sharing the same room with them but not really there. I am like the fish in the aquarium, thinking in a different language, adapting to a life that's not my natural habitat. I am the people in the other cars, each with his or her own story, but passing too quickly to be noticed or understood.

. . . There are moments I just sit in my frame, float in my tank, ride in my car and say nothing, think nothing that connects me to anything at all.”
― David Levithan, Every Day

“Sometimes I feel kind of wrong here. I used to be normal, but now... I don't know. I feel like I should be one way, but I'm not." Toby stared at her. "I hear that." He sighed. "There are all these perfect people here. And... it's like, if you're not one of the,. then you're messed up. But I think, inside, the flawless-looking people are just as messed up as we are.”
― Sara Shepard, Flawless

“The same feeling of not belonging, of futility, wherever I go: I pretend interest in what matters nothing to me, I bestir myself mechanically or out of charity, without ever being caught up, without ever being somewhere. What attracts me is somewhere else, and I don’t know what that elsewhere is.”
― Emil Cioran, The Trouble With Being Born

“Maybe that was why I adored horror movies and true crime. I identified with the villain, the foe, the outsider. I was always the person who didn’t belong.”
― Kayla Krantz, What I Did

“When you've never felt like you really belonged somewhere, it's almost impossible to know what it will feel like to finally feel at home.”
― Sarah McBride, Tomorrow Will Be Different: Love, Loss, and the Fight for Trans Equality

“She stood awkwardly for another endless moment -- a total and obvious outsider, even though this was her house where she lived. It felt like she didn't belong anywhere. It felt like she probably never would.”
― Katie Cotugno, Top Ten

“I tried to imagine what it would have been like to study at such a place, to walk across marble floors each morning and, day after day, come to associate learning with beauty. But my imagination failed me. I could only imagine the school as I was experiencing it now, as a kind of museum, a relic from someone else’s life”
― Tara Westover, Educated

“Υποσχέθηκε στον εαυτό του πως απ' εδώ και μπρος θα γινόταν σαν όλους τους άλλους. Έτσι θα ήταν όλοι ευχαριστημένοι.”
― Richard Bach, Jonathan Livingston Seagull

“This dinner was cold and clinical and he couldn’t help but think that Haley didn’t belong.”
― Mathewson R.L. 20121029 . Checkmate A Neighbor from Hell Kindle Locations 53155321 .

“He doesn't normally wish he had friends, but when this thought comes to him, he does. It might be helpful to know a man of his age and experience who could tell him whether his troubles were benign or terminal.”
― Mason Coile, William

“As coisas precisam de muita energia para sobreviver quando não estão onde deveriam estar, esforçam-se ao máximo, esticam suas hastes, como estas alegrias-do-lar, desabam numa atitude dramática, como aquele pé de manjericão. Arranham, empurram, quebram, correm, até encontrar seu lugar, onde podem nutrir-se sem esforço, com um ou dois abraços por dia.”
― Salomé Esper, La segunda venida de Hilda Bustamante