Quotes About Solitude

O night! O refreshing dark! for me you are the summons to an inner feast, you are the deliverer from anguish! In the solitude of the plains, in the stony labyrinths of a city, scintillation of stars, outburst of gaslamps, you are the fireworks of the goddess Liberty!

He who does not know how to people his solitude, does not know either how to be alone in a busy crowd.

When old Winter puts his blank face to the glass, I shall close all my shutters, pull the curtains tight, And build me stately palaces by candlelight.

Dead periods have to be left to take their chances. This goes for the present too, which we should not try to disturb in its melancholy deliquescence.

I was alone, I took a ride I didn't know what I would find there Another road where maybe I Could see another kind of mind there

I just go anywhere by myself. I don't even realize how big I am.

Sometimes when I'm at my desk, I'll realize that I have contorted myself completely, and I haven't moved for hours, and that my legs have fallen asleep. I am elsewhere, not in my body, not in the room, not in my house.

I'm quite a loner. I realized that I'm very introverted, and I get energy by being alone instead of being with other people.

Honestly, I think I was in kindergarten. I remember seeing a play and realizing that was what I wanted to do. I remember always wanting to retreat to my room or somewhere private to play pretend by myself.

In quiet places, reason abounds.

Try to arrange things so that you can have a reasonable bit of quiet every day.

When at a loss about something, go and take counsel by yourself. For in the midst of shouting, the advantageous course is not to be seen, but as one reasons with oneself, it shines out clear.

When I'm alone, I silently talk to God. Also, at the end of the day, I have conversations with Jesus, where I just talk about my day, my actions and give thanks for the blessings I have received. I do this, as I believe I have a friend in Him.

I mean, The New York Times actually had an interesting case recently where they described a detainee who was afraid of the dark, and so he was purposely kept very much in the dark.

I'm kind of a recluse.

Apparently, I've been considered a recluse.

I'm still a recluse. I still hate everyone. I'm still a misanthrope.

But I'm more of a recluse when it comes down to being a writer and being a creative person rather than being a celebrity.

If I could, I'd be a recluse. I do want to be one. I'm trying really hard. But it's a difficult thing to pull off in this job.

I'm kind of a recluse when it comes to going outside.

I have always been a bit of a recluse, but I really was after the heart thing. And everyone knew.

I do become a recluse once in a while. It's so nice to just be at home and to not have to deal with the outside world.

I'm just a monk, I'm like a recluse.

Happy and alone, you say? Reclusive and merry? How oxymoronic! Pas possible! Alas, the concept is lost on so many.