Whenever you're feeling lonely or sad, try going to the loft on a beautiful day and looking outside.

Then the time would come once more when I no longer listened for the steps on the stairs and felt lonely and cried into my pillow every night.

Helpless, heartbroken and lonely, Katrien sank into the grass at the side of the road and wept—wept until she had no more tears. Darkness had already set in by the time she picked up the overturned basket and headed home. From somewhere in the grass came the gleam of a silver thimble…

Deep down, the young are lonelier than the old.