Quotes About Solitude

When we don't have anyone else, we develop a deep relationship with God that will carry us through anything life brings our way. The

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sitting on that bench just pondering. I don't

In the darkness of the bedroom I thought of that, although thinking in the darkness is not advisable: things seem bigger or more serious in the darkness, illnesses more destructive, the presence of evil closer, indifference more intense, solitude more profound.

her face was like a party that everyone had left.

Y aunque no había niños jugando, ni palomas, ni tejados azules, sentí que el pueblo vivía. Y que si yo escuchaba solamente el silencio, era porque aún no estaba acostumbrado al silencio; tal vez porque mi cabeza venía llena de ruidos y de voces.

No había aire. Tuve que sorber el mismo aire que salía de mi boca, deteniéndolo con las manos antes de que se fuera. Lo sentía ir y venir, cada vez menos; hasta que se hizo tan delgado que se filtró entre mis dedos para siempre

Nadie vino a verla. Así estuvo mejor. La muerte no se reparte como si fuera un bien. Nadie anda en busca de tristezas.

La??m çukurunun ba??na oturmuÅŸ, kurbaÄŸalar?n ç?kmas?n? bekliyorum.

Doubt is something that should be entertained privately.

ich verspüre eine Eifersucht auf alle Winter, die du haben wirst, ohne mich.

Without you, I am an empty place where spiders crawl and nothing takes root.

There's a difference between lonely and alone.

I've been looking for you God. I looked in temple. I looked in church. And today, I looked for you when I wanted to confess. But you weren't there. I didn't feel you at all. Not the way I do when I talk to you at night. Why God? Why do I only feel you when I'm alone?

Most malls are haunted. Did you know that?

Fatigue can make it hard to have faith. Too much busyness can make it hard to have faith. Too much of too little solitude can impact faith. For that matter, so can a bout of hunger or overwork, anything carried to an extreme. Faith thrives on routine. Look at any monastery and you will see that. Faith keeps on keeping on.

How much wilderness do the wilderness-lovers want? ask those who would mine and dig and cut and dam in such sanctuary spots as these. The answer is easy: Enough so that there will be in the years ahead a little relief, a little quiet, a little relaxation, for any of our increasing millions who need and want it.

Thanks to the growing strength of environmental organizations, there will always be some back country to provide us with a touch of wonder and a breath of fresh air.

But what pleasure it is to know that there is back county for them to retreat to, that nobody is going to push roads through that wilderness, that no RVs or trail bikes or tote goats will roar through those forests and stink up that clean air. The best thing we have learned from nearly five hundred years of contact with the American wilderness is restraint, the willingness to hold our hand: to visit such places for our souls' good, but leave no tracks.

Something will have gone out of us as a people if we ever let the remaining wilderness be destroyed ... We simply need that wild country available to us, even if we never do more than drive to its edge and look in.

This early piece of the morning is mine.

Going up the path she felt that she was crying silently inside, drowning in desolate unshed tears.

And my lonely spirit thrills To see the frosty asters like smoke upon the hills?

within yourself, you became a grave for her as you were a grave for Chet, and you carried your dead unquietly within you. —