Quotes About Solitude

I felt myself melting into the shadows like the negative of a person I'd never seen before in my life.

Alone, the world offers itself freely to us. To be unmasked, it has no choice.

Loneliness comes with life.

I've always dreamt of having some sort of undercover job. I think it's probably the coolest thing in the world, but ultimately a very lonely life.

The herd may graze where it pleases or stampede where it pleases, but he who lives the adventurous life will remain unafraid when he finds himself alone.

Flying alone! Nothing gives such a sense of mastery over time over mechanism, mastery indeed over space, time, and life itself, as this.

hat's just a fact of life. So I've taken music into my life and it's gotten into my blood to the point where even when I am alone, I've got something to hang onto.

I don't know what's the matter with me, why I'm so adept at distance, why I feel so remote from things, why life feels like a rumor.

I'm afraid that sometimes you'll play lonely games too. Games you can't win 'cause you'll play against you.

I used to live a very social life and never spend much solitary time looking at birds or reading.

A certain recluse, I know not who, once said that no bonds attached him to this life, and the only thing he would regret leaving was the sky.

The dream remains overloaded with the badly lived passions of daytime life. Solitude in the nocturnal dream is always a hostility. It is strange. It isn't really our solitude.

Our whole childhood remains to be reimagined. In reimagining it, we have the possibility of recovering it in the very life of our reveries as a solitary child.

You can keep as quiet as you like, but one of these days somebody is going to find you.

When our life ceases to be inward and private, conversation degenerates into mere gossip.

In solitude especialy do we begin to appreciate the advantage of living with someone who can think.

I've been alone my whole life, I can't do it anymore.

My life is like a lone, forgotten Q-Tip in the second-to-last drawer.

Alone had always felt like an actual place to me, as if it weren't a state of being, but rather a room where I could retreat to be who I really was.

I loved him, but I also realized how calm my life was without him.

The burden of living one's own life is experiencing sensations that no one else can share.

I have a kind of boring personal life, to the paparazzi anyway, and I don't hang with the cool crowd.

Life in itself Is nothing, An empty cup, a flight of uncarpeted stairs.

Edna St. Vincent Millay