Quotes About Solitude

Sometimes we have to run away from ourselves in order to find ourselves.

A deserted beach at dawn was the perfect place to nurse my feelings of desolation, to let them trot out a bit, like a kid plays with the breaking waves, then pull them back inside for another close inspection.

One is impelled to glance across the table, and since you went away I have done that so often that my eyes must have worn some varnish from the empty chair.

A beautiful environment can be the darkest hell if you have to experience it all alone.

There was too much talk and most of it unnecessary and most of it lying. Alone on the desert he felt he could reach to something, something he could never get to anywhere else, something that belonged to the beginning and made everything else that happened in between of no importance.

Most photographers work best alone, myself included.

In winter we often go down to the cellar and contemplate the art gallery. When a blizzard is howling outside is the best time.

They sell courage of a sort in the taverns. And another sort, though not for sale, a man can find in the confessional. Try the alehouses and the churches, Hugh. In either a man can be quiet and think.

But some climbs you have to make alone.

I have come to the conclusion that silence and time are the most precious commodities.

The sky is the color of gray flannel, the darkness broken only by the dormer window of another early riser. The woman who lives in that attic painted her walls yellow, and the reflected light bounces out like a spring crocus. If light were sound, her window would be playing a concerto.

He walked until his heart was as dreary as the sky, until some sort of truth came to him.

Just at the moment, her life seemed oddly thin

What shall prevail against the spirit of man, When cold, the lean and snarling wolf of hunger, The threatening spear of ice-mailed Solitude, Silence, and space, and ghostly-footed Fear Prevail not?

Rocket Man, burning out his fuse up here alone.

Me había quedado sola en la ciudad y preferí luchar a la intemperie contra la célebre soledad que azota al alma humana en las grandes urbes.

You think you're alone until you realize you're in it. Now fear is here to stay, love is here for a visit.

Long miles of snow and mountains spun out behind him, and his hooves scattered stardust or snow crystals. He went bounding on and on, right on the spine of the world, thrust out against the night sky

My favorite hobby is being alone. I like to be alone. I also like dancing, fishing, playing poker sometimes and vegetable gardening - corn, tomatoes, cucumbers, I have a big garden every year.

One can experience loneliness in two ways: by feeling lonely in the world or by feeling the loneliness of the world.

I cannot contribute anything to this world because I only have one method: agony.

As the years pass, the number of those we can communicate with diminishes. When there is no longer anyone to talk to, at last we will be as we were before stooping to a name.

The deepest and most organic death is death in solitude, when even light becomes a principle of death. In such moments you will be severed from life, from love, smiles, friends and even from death. And you will ask yourself if there is anything besides the nothingness of the world and your own nothingness.

How good would it be if one could die by throwing oneself into an infinite void.