Quotes About Solitude

I, although I abhorred society, wished to view again mountains and streams, and all the wondrous works with which Nature adorns her chosen dwelling-places.

but I believed myself totally unfitted for the company of strangers. Such were my reflections as I commenced my journey; but as I proceeded, my spirits and hopes rose.

We will be monsters, alone in the world, but we will have each other.

Pero mis sueños eran sólo míos; no permitía que nadie entrara en ellos; eran mi refugio en el hastió y el placer más querido en la alegría.

A good house, deep in the woods, with a garden all around it and a river flowing past it. Fruit trees, and flowers planted for the bees. A place to grow my herbs. Silence in winter, and in summer nothing but the birds. Lonely as the grave, and every bit as restful.

sat, chin on hand, thinking, my eyes on the bright distance. I

I lay wakeful, watching the empty dark, listening to the little wind which had sprung up throwing handfuls of rain against the walls of the tent

My life, as it passes thus, was indeed hateful to me, and it was during sleep alone that I could taste joy. O blessed sleep!

take me where I may forget myself, my existence, and all the world.

I am alone – quite alone – in the world – the blight of misfortune has passed over me and withered me; I know that I am about to die and I feel happy – joyous.

Accursed creator! Why did you form a monster so hideous that even you turned from me in disgust? God, in pity, made man beautiful and alluring, after his own image; but my form is a filthy type of yours, more horrid even from the very resemblance. Satan had his companions, fellow devils, to admire and encourage him, but I am solitary and abhorred.

when I am glowing with the enthusiasm of success, there will be none to participate my joy; if I am assailed by disappointment, no one will endeavour to sustain me in dejection.

I have no friend, Margaret: when I am glowing with the enthusiasm of success, there will be none to participate my joy; if I am assailed by disappointment, no one will endeavour to sustain me in dejection.

Mis maldades son hijas de una soledad forzada que aborrezco, y mis virtudes florecerán necesariamente cuando reciba la comprensión de un igual.

Fino ad allora la mia vita era stata decisamente solitaria e domestica, e questo mi aveva dato un'invincibile ripugnanza verso volti nuovi.

I swear to you, by the earth which I inhabit, and by you that made me, that, with the companion you bestow, I will quit the neighbourhood of man, and dwell, as it may chance, in the most savage of places.

Yet he enjoys one comfort, the offspring of solitude and delirium: he believes, that, when in dreams he holds converse with his friends, and derives from that communion consolation for his miseries, or excitements to his vengeance, that they are not the creations of his fancy, but the real beings who visit him from the regions of a remote world. This faith gives a solemnity to his reveries that renders them to me almost as imposing and interesting as truth.

A veces deseaba desterrar de mí todo pensamiento, todo afecto;

I was often tempted, when all was at peace around me, and I the only unquiet thing that wandered restless in a scene so beautiful and heavenly - if I except some bat, or the frogs, whose harsh and interrupted croaking was heard only when I approached the shore - often, I say, I was tempted to plunge into the silent lake, that the waters might close over me and my calamities forever.

Yet he enjoys one comfort, the offspring of solitude and delirium: he believes, that, when in dreams he holds converse with his friends, and derives from that communion consolation for his miseries, or excitements to his vengeance, that they are not the creations of his fancy, but the real beings who visit him from the regions of a remote world.

determined to visit some remote spot of Scotland, and finish my work in solitude. I did not doubt but that the monster followed me

I came out, my morals unimproved, my hatred to my oppressors encreased tenfold. Bread and water did not tame my blood, nor solitary confinement inspire me with gentle thoughts. I was angry, impatient, miserable; my only happy hours were those during which I devised schemes of revenge...years passed on; and years only added fresh love of freedom, and contempt for all that was not as wild and rude as myself.

El lugar fue mi retiro, y descansé feliz de haber hallado un refugio, por miserable que fuese, para protegerme de la inclemencia de la estación, y aún más de la barbarie del hombre.

I lived in a desolate country where there were none to praise and very few to love.