Quotes About Solitude

In the years since, I've discovered there's a lot to be said for boredom.

There's an idea that hell is other people. My idea is that it might be repetition.

It would not do to tell other people, not just because they wouldn't believe but because they wouldn't care.

He rolled in his bed, twisting the sheets, grappling with a problem years too big for him, awake in the night like a single sentinel on picket. And sometime after midnight, he slept, too, and then only the wind was awake, prying at the hotel and hooting in its gables under the bright gimlet gaze of the stars.

That's the day's business. Thinking. Thinking and isolation, because it doesn't matter if you pass the time of day with someone or not; in the end, you're alone. He seemed to have put in as many miles in his brain as he had with his feet. The thoughts kept coming and there was no way to deny them.

If someone had asked him, "Ben, are you lonely? , " he would have looked at that someone with real surprise. The question had never even occurred to him. He had no friends, but he had his books and his dreams...

Writing is a lonely job. Having someone who believes in you makes a lot of difference. They don't have to make speeches. Just believing is usually enough.

Maybe that's one of the ways you recognize really lonely people . . . they can always think of something neat to do on rainy days. You can always call them up. They're always home. Fucking always. For

I think we're actually talking about creative sleep. Like your bedroom, your writing room should be private, a place where you go to dream.

The trouble with living alone, she had discovered-and the reason why most people she knew didn't like to be alone even for a little while-was that the longer you lived alone, the louder the voices on the right side of your brain got.

Danny strolled to the town common, sat on one of the benches in Teenytown and took one of the bottles out of the bag, looking down on it like Hamlet with Yorick's skull

Pack up all my care and woe, blackbird, bye-bye

I think we mostly live alone. By choice, like him, or just because that's the way the world was made.

I find a source of love in everything that breathes, moves, touches, whispers, smiles. I wake up everyday to search and find love in the wild dream of loneliness.

Traveling is as subtle as an early morning reverence.

Loneliness is the endless disease that eats at our soul.

You will always remain lonely till the day you meet a person who can understand your mind deeply!

No better school invented yet than the school of loneliness in the matters of understanding our deep-self!

Aloneness exaggerates our emotions and sensitivity.

Loneliness is a shadow of death

Lonely and Alone: There's a difference.

Life's harrowing echo only to be faded into exiled loneliness

Ursula craved solitude but she hated loneliness

Withdraw, like a turtle, into a hard yet harmless shell, ornamented with beautiful memories of the past.from the book 'I Know Who You Are!