Quotes About Solitude

Interagire poco con le altre persone, lasciarmi coinvolgere il meno possibile, dedicarmi a ciò che mi piaceva e, magari, anche rendermi utile un minimo.

?ó là sá»± yên l?ng c?a nh?ng con ng??i nghÄ© r?ng mình không còn c?n thi?t cho th? giá»›i này n?a.

I've traveled a long way today, I often think to myself.

When was it I realised that, on this truly dark & solitary path we all walk, the only way we can light is our own? Although I was raised with love, I was always lonely. Someday without fail, everyone will disappear, scattered into the blackness of time. I've always lived with that knowledge rooted in my being.

Potevo andare in qualunque posto, fare qualunque cosa. Stavo toccando con mano e vedendo con i miei occhi quanto fosse immenso il mondo e profonda l'oscurità e l'infinito fascino e solitudine di tutto ciò.

Glück bedeutet, nicht zu merken, dass man letztlich allein ist.

Although I was raised with love, I was always lonely. Someday, without fail, everyone will disappear, scattered into the blackness of time.

Genelde, ilk kez gittiÄŸim bir evde, çok az tan?d???m insanlarla yüz yüze iken müthiÅŸ bir yaln?zl?k hissederim. Karanl?k bir kasvet, yaÄŸmura yakalanm?? gecenin panoramas? üzerine yay?l?rken büyük teras penceresinin cam?nda kendi yans?mam? gördüm. Bu dünyada kan ba??m olan hiç kimse yoktu. Her yere gidebilir, her ÅŸeyi yapabilirdim. Bu düÅŸünce sersemletiyordu.

No había nadie en el mundo de mi misma sangre, y así, me era posible ir a cualquier lugar y hacer cualquier cosa. Era magnífico.

Non avevo al mondo nessuno del mio sangue, potevo andare in qualunque posto, fare qualunque cosa. Provai una sorta di vertigine. Stavo toccando con mano e vedendo con i miei occhi, per la prima volta, quanto fosse immenso il mondo e profonda l'oscurità e l'infinito fascino e solitudine di tutto ciò.

On this truly dark and solitary path we all walk, the only way we can light is our own? Although I was raised with love, I was always lonely.

Quanti anni avevo quando ho capito che su quel sentiero buio e solitario l'unica luce possibile era quella che io stesso avrei emanato? Anche se sono stata allevata con amore, mi sono sempre sentita sola.

Which is better? Who can say? Everyone lives the way she knows best. What I meant by "their happiness" is living a life untouched as much as possible by the knowledge that we are really, all of us, alone.

Day had turned to night, and night was passing in the same way all around the world. Now I felt really alone, at the bottom of a deep loneliness that no one could touch.

After I hung up, the quiet of the room took shape and pressed in on me. The room was soon full of the pale blue of early dawn.

pensé en silencio.

I guess even with the color ,their loneliness still shines through

No matter where you are, you're always a bit on your own, always an outsider.

When was it I realized that, on this truly dark and solitary path we all walk, the only way we can light is our own? Although I was raised with love, I was always lonely. Someday, without fail, everyone will disappear, scattered into the blackness of time.

Each one of us continues to carry the heart of each self we've ever been, at every stage along the way, and a chaos of everything good and rotten. And we have to carry this weight all alone, through each day that we live. We try to be as nice as we can to the people we love, but we alone support the weight of ourselves.

I'm very fond of sitting quietly in my little room at home and listening to the landscape when the moon is up and the stars are out, and no end of times as we rattled along from Liverpool to London it sounded just like things do over in America, especially when we came to the switches at the railroad conjunctions. Don't they rattle beautifully!

We writers are shy, nocturnal creatures. Push us into the light and the light blinds us.

I walk around in my human fog, lost in my own head, while he comes up with twenty-two words for seagull.

I was so busy serving the Divine Presence that we never got any time alone anymore.