Quotes About Solitude

But how do you start getting out of your room? I was reading a poem by my idol, Wallace Stevens, in which he said, "The self is a cloister of remembered sounds." My first response was, Yesss! How did he know that? It's like he's reading my mind.

Shutting yourself in the wardrobe until the window cleaner has finished and left.

Alone: it was no way to live and it was no way to die.

I abandoned the crate and curled up on the floor. There was no risking a hotel now, not on the last night. There would be no electric blanket, no champagne, no room service. What a world. It was the same world that would end tomorrow night.

Climb up on some hill at sunrise. Everybody needs perspective once in a while, and you'll find it there.

But there's one problem that you have to solve if you're to go on profiting from books, and books won't help you much to solve it [,,,] The problem of finding someone, even one single person, you can endure life with. To me it's acute.

One had to dispel practicality. Then something else could be heard – if one was lucky, if the sun was shining, if the paths were well made, if one wore the right garments: and if one made no attempt at definition or popularisation.

The longer one is alone, the easier it is to hear the song of the earth.

There is nothing so moving - not even acts of love or hate - as the discovery that one is not alone.

he finds himself stuck beside a road that only others will travel.

Halfway through my steak I caught sight of myself in the mirror behind the bar. I looked like someone who ought to eat alone. I didn't look in the mirror again.

I headed straight into the setting sun, and rode west at an easy pace. It was going to be a long ride, and there was no reason to hurry.

The sound of the rampaging Missouri,Bending the reeds again and again—something inside usLike a ghost train in the RockiesAbout to be buried in snow!Its long hootMaking the owl in the Douglas fir turn his head.

Petit à petit, j'ai la impression que le goût de la lecture prend de plus en plus de place. Il me permet de me trouver seul avec une histoire, dans un coin du parc o sur mon lit. Ce que j'aime par-dessus tout, c'est cette possibilité que j'ai de m'arrêter, de revenir en arrière et de relire autant de fois que j'ai le désire.

Sometimes I sit up late with my thoughts, reluctant to fall asleep and leave my thoughts alone by themselves.

The difference between friends and pets is that friends we allow into our company, pets we allow into our solitude.

In a soulmate we find not company but a completed solitude.

You spend the first two-thirds of your life asking to be left alone and the last third not having to ask.

Most often, walking alone with my shadow is how I find my answer, the result of gathering together all agreeable parties.

What a blessing it is to be alone with your thoughts when so many are alone with their inability to think.

If God had intended us to be alone, there would be more pleasure in massaging our own shoulders.

No one complains of being a prisoner of love who has ever been a prisoner of loneliness.

There is part of us that stands in quiet witness to what we do, taking notes, waiting for a solitary moment to bring up the subject.

There's a lot of not caring that goes under the name of minding your own business.