Quotes About Solitude

and there was still a lot of soft snow in the bush. We

going out to the she'd

But she was waiting patiently. She no longer believed in talk. It never rescued anything. At seventy she had come to believe in time alone.

But also I wanted him to go away and leave me be. I was granted one weak grace. Back in the room where the green chair was still warm from his body, I blew that lonely, flickering candle out

She could shut out the whole world, including herself.

About Grandma Lynn: She was waiting patiently. She no longer believed in talk. At seventy, she had come to believe in time alone.

She liked to imagine that when she passed the world looked after her, but she also knew how anonymous she was.

I focused very hard on the dead geranium in his line of vision. I thought if I could make it bloom he would have his answer. In my heaven it bloomed. In my heaven geranium petals swirled in eddies up to my waist. On Earth nothing happened... I stood alone in a sea of bright petals.

Do you know how alone I've always felt?

The living room seemed to be where no living ever actually occurred.

Take deep breaths and hold them. Try to stay still for longer and longer periods of time. Make yourself small and like a stone. Curl the edges of yourself up and fold them under where no one else can see.

She no longer believed in talk. It never rescued anything. At seventy she had come to believe in time alone.

I was raised by a solitary woman to be a solitary child, and that was, I now saw, what I had hopelessly become.

Except when she was at work, no one knew where she was at any time of day and no one waited for her. It was an immaculate anonymity.

All of them are gone except for me.. And for me.. Nothing is gone.

Women would be better off when they no longer needed men more than they needed their own independent identities...How long a time it took me after my divorce to understand that being alone is not the same as being lonely.

If you're silent for a long time, people just arrive in your mind.

I live a very secluded life, a very contemplative life and a very meditative one. That is my ideal life.

I also began to understand how alone woman is, because of her body.

But when I hear them together all I can do is pull the quilt over my head and finger my little button and titties and cry.

Ik deed de deur tussen ons dicht. Niemand heeft me ooit gewaarschuwd dat het zo veel energie zou vergen om die deur dicht te houden! Of dat ik me aan de andere kant ervan zo eenzaam zou voelen.

The more gratification we found in our own geniuses, the more isolated we grew... And in this isolation, our creativity took on an aspect of compulsion.

Music is the refuge of the lonely.

I write poetry because I want to be alone and want to talk to people.