Quotes About Solitude

Those who truly suffer don't form a group or go around as a mob. Those who suffer, suffer alone.

La inmensidad vacía de las cosas, el gran olvido que hay en el cielo y la tierra.

It's good to live alone, And noble and great Always to live simply.

Fly, bird, fly away; teach me to disappear! from The Keeper of the Sheep

Other people are no more for us than scenery, generally the invisible scenery of a street we know by heart.

visito con solemnidad mientras escribo. Tengo salas especiales, recordadas por otros en los resquicios de la figuración, donde me deleito analizando lo que no siento y me examino como si examinara un cuadro en la sombra.

Em jogo estaria a seguinte tese: pode um homem, psicológica e espiritualmente, viver de um modo completamente autossuficiente, sem precisar de mais ninguém?

other? We look at each other without seeing. We listen to each other and hear only a voice inside ourself.

Only when night comes do I feel, if not happiness, at least some kind of repose which I experience as contentment

amar é cansar-se de estar só: uma cobardia.

Al hacer las cosas con otros pierdo, por lo menos una cosa, que es hacer las cosas solo.

I feel this because I feel nothing. I think this because this is nothing. Nothing, nothing, part of the night and the silence and what I share with them of vacancy, of negativity, of in-betweenness, a gap between me and myself, something forgotten by some god or other … 442

En mi cielo interior no ha habido nunca una misera estrella.

Dormimos ali acordados dias, contentes de não ser nada, de não ter desejos nem esperanças, de nos termos esquecido da cor dos amores e do sabor dos ódios.

Solitude devastates me, company oppresses me.

What's in all this besides myself? Ah, but that, and that alone, is tedium. In all of this – the sky, the earth, the world – there is nothing at all but me!

I'M HELD by nothing, I hold on to nothing, I belong to nothing.

Sadly I write in my quiet room, alone as I have always been, alone as I will always be. And I wonder if my apparently negligible voice might not embody the essence of thousands of voices, the longing for self-expression of thousands of lives, the patience of millions of souls resigned like my own to their daily lot, their useless dreams, and their hopeless hopes.

Özgürlük, yaln?z kalabilmeye denir. Ä°nsanlardan uzaklaÅŸabiliyorsan, onlara hiçbir muhtaçl???n, paraya ihtiyac?n, sürüye uyma içgüdün, aÅŸka, ÅŸana ÅŸöhrete hevesin ya da merak?n yoksa özgürsündür, bunlar?n hepsi sadece yaln?zl?ktan ve sessizlikten beslenir. Yaln?z yaÅŸayam?yorsan, doÄŸuÅŸtan kölesin demektir.

Një njeri, në zotëroftë dijen e vërtetë mund ta shijojë krejt spektaklin e botës ulun mbi një karrige, pa ditë me lexue, pa folë me askënd, veç me anë të përdorimit të shqisave dhe faktit që shpirti të mos dijë me qenë i trishtë.

Why should I care that no one reads what I write? I write to forget about life, and I publish because that's one of the rules of the game.

Fernando Pessoa

To be that with a certain knowledge, neither happy nor sad, but thankful to the sun for its brilliance and to the stars for their remoteness. To be nothing more, to have nothing more, to desire nothing further... The music of the starving beggar, the song of the blind man, the relic of the unknown vagabond, the hoof-prints in the desert of an unladen camel without a point of arrival".

A liberdade é a possibilidade do isolamento.