Quotes About Solitude

I love home. I'll stay up there for days on end, I won't even go down the driveway to look for the mail.

No one to love, none to caress, Left all alone in this world's wilderness.

Everybody dies alone. That's a fact. Some more alone than others.

The thing about living alone is that it gives you a lot of time to think. You don't necessarily reach any conclusions, because wisdom is largely a function of intelligence and self-awareness, not time on your hands. But you do become very good at thinking yourself into endless loops of desperation in half the time it would take a normal person.

maybe what you consider fearlessness is actually just an expert level of loneliness.

You get married to have an ally against your family, and now I'm heading into the trenches alone.

Convincing someone to stay isolated in the middle of nowhere is mostly determined by whether that someone has an affinity for being alone. I discovered the ability in myself by crawling into books when I was young, disappearing into worlds I'd never seen, reading conversations between people I would never meet, absorbing life lessons through characters overcoming odds I would most likely never face.

A fig for partridges and quails, ye dainties I know nothing of ye; But on the highest mount in Wales Would choose in peace to drink my coffee.

Necesitamos reglas, patrones y valores, tanto en soledad como en compañía.

It is amazing how much your brain races when you literally have nothing to do.

Rehearsals and practice times by myself were like these little islands of "OK" in a vast sea of "Holy crap!" So I hopped from little musical island to little musical island.

Hay gente sola en medio de una multitud, y hay gente acompañada en medio del desierto.

Me siento tan sola que si tuviera lágrimas lloraría.

Vanda ficou só com o cadáver. Quincas Berro Dágua sorria e o dedo grande do pé direito parecia crescer no buraco da meia.

Finalmente ia transpor o duro tempo, a negra noite, o deserto de luto e solidão: outra vez em cavalgada partiria a vadiar.

I think I understood love better when I had no love.

and angle of vision, dust, gravity, solitude, and the part of the law which is the world's waiting and the part of the law which is my waiting, and the part which is my impatience—now; now?— though there are, there really are things in the world, you must believe me.

Immersed in solitude, he would dream or read far into the night. By protracted contemplation of the same thoughts, his mind grew sharp, his vague, undeveloped ideas took on form.

Daydream is the only good thing in life. Everything else is vulgar and empty.

Wie ein Eremit war er des Lebens überdrüssig und er- wartete nichts mehr von ihm: reif zur Einsamkeit; und ebenso war er gleich einem Mönch unendlich matt; er wollte sich sammeln, nichts mehr gemein haben mit den Weltlichen, die für ihn die Utilitaristen und Dummköpfe waren.

he felt a glow of pleasure at the idea that here he would be too far out for the tidal wave of Parisian life to reach him, and yet near enough for the proximity of the capital to strengthen him in his solitude.

I have only to renew my pact with Solitude, to which I have tried to be unfaithful.

He grew enthusiastic in thinking of the convents. Ah! to be earthed up among them, sheltered from the herd, not to know what books appear, what newspapers are printed, never to know what goes on outside one's cell, among men—to complete the beneficent silence of this cloistered life, nourishing ourselves with good actions, refreshing ourselves with plain song, saturating ourselves with the inexhaustible joys of the liturgies.

Amid the solitude in which he lived, without new nourishment, without any fresh experiences, without any renovation of thought, without that exchange of sensations common to society, in this unnatural confinement in which he persisted, all the questionings forgotten during his stay in Paris were revived as active irritants.