Quotes About Solitude

Hava bir tuhaf. Hayal kurmaya yönelik bir tutum var havada. Kaçmaya müsait bir bulutluluk. Bir balkon olsa ?imdi. Kimsenin seni tan?mad??? bir ?ehirde. Kahvenin içine konyak kendili?inden dü?se, kocaman bir h?rkan?n içinde olsan. Bir ?eyi terk etmi? olsan. Mesela bir ?ehri. Mesela kendini, yüzünü filan mesela.

Bugün kimse sana dokunmasa mesela. Öyle dursan. Kimse "Neyin var?" diye sormasa. Çünkü insan?n hiçbir ?eyinin olmad??? günler de olur. Hiçbir ?ey günleri...

Biz ölünce-siz susuyorsunuz ya,biz ondan ölüyoruz i?te-ölünce biz,kar??s?nda durup susaca??n?z kimse olmayacak.Silahlar?n?zla yaln?z ba??n?za kalacaks?n?z. Ho?ça kal?n.

Sometimes I think if you didn't have me, there wouldn't be a single person in the world who really understood you...

There's a special quality to the loneliness of dusk, a melancholy more brooding even than the night's.

Being alone, out somewhere in a remote or semiremote spot on Mother Earth, is the main ingredient of a Vision Quest Ceremony.

the high peaks with small expeditions, or entirely alone. I guess you need some traumatic experiences or your life stagnates. A shock can actually prove very beneficial.

When we cannot bear to be alone, it means we do not properly value the only companion we will have from birth to death - ourselves.

There's a particular type of alone you feel when in a room with someone who's no longer alive, she's discovering now, and it is the worst kind.

Deep in earth my love is lying And I must weep alone.

All, all, are sleeping on the hill.

I tramped through the country To get the feeling That I was not a separate thing from the earth. I used to lose myself By lying with eyes half-open in the woods. Sometimes I talked with animals…

I sat under my cedar tree. My mate, the mother of them, was taken- I sat under my cedar tree, Till ninety years were tolled. O maternal Earth, which rocks the fallen leaf to sleep!

Auf schwarzdunklem Moor oder felswildem Strand Leg' ich mich nieder, wegmüd und krank. Kalt wölbt sich der Himmel von West nach Ost, Weder Mantel noch Decke schützt mich vor Frost. Nur kaltfunkelnde Sterne halten still Wacht – Wer weiß, wo ich ruhn werde in dieser Nacht!«

When I'm all alone it's the best way to be. When I'm by myself nobody else can say goodbye. Everything is temporary anyway. When the streets are wet the colors slip into the sky. But I don't know why that means you and I are that means you and... I quit, I give up. Nothin's good enough for anybody else, it seems.

No matter how famous and established they were or however blessed they were with great songs or long careers, if they lived alone, they lived alone. That's not the way I wanted to live prior to the tour or after.

I believe solitude to be not only the unavoidable human condition but also the sensible human preference." ? Edith Pearlman, Binocular Vision: New and Selected Stories, (from "Mates")

Writing for enjoyment of expression- like music and painting,(and photography)- does not NEED an audience of more than one.

What Lily craved was the darkness made by enfolding arms, the silence which is not solitude, but compassion holding its breath.

I am for the woods against the world,But are the woods for me?

The landscape conveys an impression of absolute permanence. It is not hostile. It is simply there - untouched, silent and complete. It is very lonely, yet the absence of all human traces gives you the feeling you understand this land and can take your place in it.

When the leaves began to fall, all the visitors were gone, and the whistle from the train passing through Orange gave a long, lonesome, shrill sound as it rolled through without stopping to let off any passengers.

I was lonelier than I should be, for a woman in love, or half in love.

Music, my rampart and my only one.