Quotes / Go Mad from the Isolation

"You know, every once in a while, that terror comes back to me. I wonder whether I really have escaped from that hell. What if I actually lost my mind a long time ago... and I'm still in there... just seeing a delusion of us all chatting happily like this? That nightmare still terrifies me. And so, I need to constantly feel... truly feel that this isn't a dream. Hey, are you guys... really... real...? You aren't just a insane delusion I'm having inside that hell... right? Right? ... Right...?"
Lambdadelta, Umineko: When They Cry Chiru, Episode 6, "Dawn Of The Golden Witch"

"What kind of dark wizard in league with nameless forces of primordial evil are you that you can't even make a successful sanity check versus boredom?"
Red Mage, 8-Bit Theater

""No one should ever be truly alone, Alex. Otherwise how would we stay sane?"
Kasumi to Alex Kane, Kunoichis Like Us

"Sartre said 'Hell is other people.' Lucky human. He was never alone."
Tagii, Schlock Mercenary

"If you were in a bathtub for 25 years, don’t you think you’d get a little psychotic?"
Jane Valez-Mitchell of CNN, Blackfish

He had always hated these cells.
Of course, cells were not supposed to be liked by its inhabitant, but in this case he doubted they would be legally accepted by any country that held true to the concept of human rights.
Not that NERV ever cared about those.
The only reason why any normal person didn't instantly suffer claustrophobia the moment he was pushed into the small confinement, barely offering any space that wasn't taken by the hard bed and the cold toilet, was the constant darkness. That was probably the worst psychological weapon the place held; taking away the ability to tell the flow of time, leaving you with nothing to do but to think.
Thinking was something Shinji had done a lot since... since he was brought here. Thinking and worrying.
Not knowing what happened with Asuka was the worst for him, though. He hadn't actually expected that they'd be allowed to be together, not even that anyone would answer his questions about her. But the longer he had to endure without any notice from her, the more it was driving him crazy.
For about the hundredth time, he mentally noted to himself to apologize once more for the month he had left her worrying and in doubt.
Just how long had he been there now? For all he knew the JSSDF could already be infiltrating the headquarters, aiming for the holding cells, where they'd be an almost as easy target as he had made out of himself that other time. Or perhaps the ruthless soldiers had already been there and hadn't cared about the cells, which would mean that no one was left to ever let them out.

Owen: Animals raised in isolation aren't always the most functional.
Claire: Your raptors were born in captivity.
Owen: With siblings. They learn social skills and I imprint on them when they're born. There's trust.

Illidan: Isolation can do that to the mind. Now, after all the long centuries you kept me chained in darkness, it is only fitting I bury you in turn.

What happens if you decide to cut off all contact and live alone in a Horizon Realm? From experience, I know this is a bad choice. Archmages need human contact. Otherwise, it becomes difficult to deal with or understand Sleepers - you might even see them as bugs be studied or ignored, but never really respected. Voormaas cut himself away from the world, deal with only his assassins and the occasional consor: his perspective became alien and unrealistic. When an Archmage's perception is distorted, what does that do to the world around him? A sociopath with godlike power is the ugly result.
Mage: The Ascension - Masters Of The Art

Is there anybody out there?

Matt: How are we feeling now?
[Virtual Greta is now hiding under her desk, hair frazzled, clothes torn, and barely sane]
Greta: Please. Give me something to do.
Matt: Ready to work?
Greta: Yes. Yes, please. I'll do anything. I'll do anything, just give me something to do!

Take away a man's light, his clothes, his food, his friends, his air, and you leave him with nothing but himself. And for most that is not pleasant company.
Ranse Truman, The Suffering

Alone alone alone... until the end of my days.
Black. The blackest hole. So black. Sliding all around me. The black...
I'm down in the ground... where the dead men go.
Let me out. Please. I'm begging you. I can't take it in here. I can't fucking take it. I know what it feels like to be forgotten. I can't even remember myself...
Solitary Confinement Inmates, The Suffering: Ties That Bind

You know, red, you're a great listener. But I never hear you talk about yourself. Come on, don't be shy, there's no one else around, right? Hahaha, right? Hahaha... hahahahaha...
"I'm sorry, Robert, I'm afraid I can't do that." Hahaha, red, you're hilarious.
Were you married? Kids? Any family at all? Girlfriend? Boyfriend? Come on, red, I won't judge, just... talk to me, please.