Quotes About Solitude

A tua janela é alta, A tua casa branquinha. Nada lhe sobra ou lhe falta Senão morares sozinha.

A senhora da Agonia Tem um nicho na Igreja. Mas a dor que me agonia Não tem ninguém quem a veja.

There is something of my own disquiet in the steady drip and patter by which the day vainly empties out its sadness upon the earth.

Ndjeshmënia jeme ndaj të resë asht e tmerrshme: ndjehem i qetë vetëm në vendet ku kam qenë ma parë.

All that I've had is like this high and diversely identical sky, tatters of nothing tinged by a distang light, fragments of pseudo-life gilded by death from afar with its sad smile of whole truth. All I've had has amounted to my not knowing how to search, like a feudal lord of swamps at twilight, solitary prince of a city of empty tombs.

All that I've had is like this high and diversely identical sky, tatters of nothing tinged by a distant light, fragments of pseudo-life gilded by death from afar with its sad smile of whole truth. All I've had has amounted to my not knowing how to search, like a feudal lord of swamps at twilight, solitary prince of a city of empty tombs.

El sabio —es decir, el hombre libre que sabe lo que de veras necesita— siempre preferirá vivir en la ciudad entre sus semejantes que solitario en la selva o en lo alto de un monte, sin más compañía que algún oso.

Spar was not afraid of death; death was solitude and peace and the end of fear. Life was far more frightening.

he was safe in here from all the threat of life...

as she watched her friend disappear down the sleepy street of dusty sunshine...

sitting with him was like sitting by yourself; he didn't talk except when it suited him. You asked him a question in the morning and he might answer in the afternoon, or he might never.

All day Joy sat on her neck in a deep chair, reading. Sometimes she went for walks but she didn't like dogs or cats or birds or flowers or nature or nice young men. She looked at nice young men as if she could smell their stupidity.

He said that a man had to escape to the country to see the world whole and that he wished he lived in a desolate place like this where he could see the sun go down every evening like God made it to do.

Haze stood for a few minutes, looking over at the scene. His face seemed to reflect the entire distance across the clearing and on beyond, the entire distance that extended from his eyes to blank gray sky that went on, depth after depth, into space.

Los dioses no estaban ya, y Cristo no estaba todavía, y de Cicerón a Marco Aurelio hubo un momento único en que el hombre estuvo solo.

Çok geçmeden ba??ms?zl???n yeni tad?, yaln?zl??? daha çekilir bir duruma getirdi.

el aburrimiento, araña silenciosa, tejía su tela en la sombra de todos los rincones de su corazón

se retiraban a lugares solitarios para llorar a los pies de Cristo todas las lágrimas de un corazón que la existencia había herido

A lot of my life has been lonely. Fantastic, but lonely.

Everything else outside me seems far, far away.

I wanted to be as far away from everybody as I could be. I found it difficult to be close to anybody, not just the guys in the band.

On a farm, you can get very bored.

I'm from a very, very rural place. There's really nobody out there, just roads and farms.

I was a little bit of a loner, but fascinated with emotions that people feel.