O youcan’t tell someone just how lonely he is — Jeramy Dodds, Crabwise to the Hounds
O youcan’t tell someone just how lonely he is — Jeramy Dodds, Crabwise to the Hounds
O youcan’t tell someone just how lonely he is — Jeramy Dodds, Crabwise to the Hounds
O youcan’t tell someone just how lonely he is — Jeramy Dodds, Crabwise to the Hounds
O youcan’t tell someone just how lonely he is — Jeramy Dodds, Crabwise to the Hounds
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O youcan’t tell someone just how lonely he is

— Jeramy Dodds, Crabwise to the Hounds
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More “Lonely” Quotes

There was a story etched in each wrinkle on his forehead-the stories any long life can amass but that only a lonely life — Ashay Abbhi, Chronicles of Urban Nomads
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