->Even when I was in a crowd,
->I was always alone.
-->--'''Creator/ErnestHemingway'''

->'''Sheridan''': I never forget the feeling of helplessness. I never thought there could be anything worse than being all alone in the night.
->'''Delenn''': But there is. Being all alone in a crowd.
-->--''Series/BabylonFive'', "There All The Honor Lies"

->Sometimes it's a relief to get lost in the sea of faces...other times, it feels like I'm drowning.
-->--Iris Kolrick, {{Shadownova}}

->For a crowd is not company; and faces are but a gallery of pictures; and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love.
-->--Francis Bacon

->I have not loved the world, nor the world me;
->I have not flatter'd its rank breath, nor bow'd
->To its idolatries a patient knee, --
->Nor coin'd my cheek to smiles, -- nor cried aloud
->In worship of an echo; in the crowd
->They could not deem me one of such; I stood
->Among them, but not of them; in a shroud
->Of thoughts which were not their thoughts, and still could,
->Had I not filed my mind, which thus itself subdued.
-->--Lord Byron, "Childe Harold's Pilgrimage", Canto III, Stanza CXIII



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