Quotes About Solitude

Most of us pretend, with greater or lesser success, that the minute we live in is something we can share. But the past for every one of us is a desert island.

I sat near enough to hear the happiness, but far enough away not to feel it.

Silence is the tortured man's revenge.

Surrounded by people and hungry for solitude, I was always and everywhere alone.

Sometimes, even now, my heart is drowning in a sorrow that has no stars without you, and no laughter, and no sleep.

Whatever the reason, I felt dishearteningly alone in the city.

Sadness is my one and my only art.

I sat alone, on a boulder that was larger and flatter than most, and I smoked a cigarette. I smoked in those days because, like everyone else in the world who smokes, I wanted to die at least as much as I wanted to live.

The rain grew heavier, but a restlessness I couldn't fight or understand kept me walking.

But I didn't know that then. I washed my hands in the cold, uncaring sea, and my conscience was as silent and remote as the mute, unreachable stars.

her. I rode the elevator down to the foyer alone with the crowd of my mirror selves: beside and behind me, still and silent, not one of them was able to meet my eye.

There were people everywhere but no one was mine, and I was no one's.

He knew about being alone. The weather was always cold there.

at least i'm talkng to myself. instead of giving myself the cold shoulder

You can endure any sort of prison if you can apprehend a window in the dark.

This is what fun is like, said Rain, almost to herself.

My love for traveling to islands amounts to a pathological condition known as nesomania, an obsession with islands. This craze seems reasonable to me, because islands are small self-contained worlds that can help us understand larger ones.

I just like the insides of things and finding ways into microscopic worlds. There's also an element of control, taking things apart and putting them back together. It's a very tedious task. You can be alone and create a world for yourself.

A stair not worn hollow by footsteps is, regarded from its own point of view, only a boring something made of wood.

My overcoat is worn out; my shirts also are worn out. And I ask to be allowed to have a lamp in the evening; it is indeed wearisome sitting alone in the dark.

After 25 years sitting on my own in a room, I was looking for a more companionable job and wanted to work more collaboratively. I've also been very lucky in my career, with good advances and multibook deals. But there is some extent to which I worried that I was writing for the contract and not for the impulse of the thing itself.

The gym was my sanctuary. The place where you could forget about all your worries, your problems, people asking you for money, people asking you to do this, do that.

I don't want to share my worries - that's for me to know.

If you don't have to worry about socializing because you don't like it, you can more fully immerse yourself in climbing.