existential loneliness, p.33.

he is sustained and cheered and aided by no party, he is given comfort by no creed, he has no faith in him 

 

 

except his own. and often that faith deserts him, leaving him shaken and filled with impotence. 
and then it seems to him that his life has come to nothing, that he is ruined, lost
and broken beyond redemption, and that morning-
bright, shining morning, with its promise of new beginnings-
will never come upon the earth again.

t.wolfe