Quotes About Solitude

But there was something about walking

A veces hay que alejarse de la multitud para ser una mejor persona. No siempre es fácil, eso es seguro. Pero es correcto. Y a veces hacer lo correcto se siente muy bien.

Do not allow yourself to be imprisoned by any affection. Keep your solitude. The day, if it ever comes, when you are given true affection there will be no opposition between interior solitude and friendship, quite the reverse. It is even by this infallible sign that you will recognize it.

Do not allow yourself to be imprisoned by any affection. Keep your solitude. The day, if it ever comes, when you are given true affection, there will be no opposition between interior solitude and friendship, quite the reverse. It is even by this infallible sigh that you will recognize it.

Silence gives you an opportunity to listen to your heart.' Sm

Roamin' in the Gloamin'.

My experience of ships is that on them one makes an interesting discovery about the world. One finds one can do without it completely.

I am in no way facetious, nor disposed for the mirth and galliardize of company, yet in one dream I can compose a whole Comedy, behold the action, apprehend the jests, and laugh myself awake at the conceits thereof.

Be able to be alone. Lose not the advantage of solitude.

They flee from me, that sometime did me seekWith naked foot, stalking in my chamber.

Like to an hermit poor in place obscure,I mean to spend my days of endless doubt,To wail such woes as time cannot recure,Where none but Love shall ever find me out.

Shall I, like a hermit, dwellOn a rock or in a cell?

To sit in solemn silence in a dull dark dock,In a pestilential prison, with a life-long lock,Awaiting the sensation of a short, sharp shock,From a cheap and chippy chopper on a big black block.

Insanity is a state of profound self-absorption.

Para quién narramos, después de todo? Incluso en la soledad de nuestra cabeza existe un supuesto otro, la segunda persona de nuestro discurso.

Standing there, I am struck by a strong but pleasant sadness. All my anxiety leaves me as I look outside. I stand and look for a while longer and then return to bed.

Through them, I was able to make a turn in myself, and somehow that view from the window seen alone and at night has become an image for what I now recognize as the end of my childhood.

In college I retreated to the library. I have always loved libraries - the quiet, the smell, the expectation of imminent discovery. In the next book I will find it - some unspeakable pleasure or startling revelation or extraordinary nuance I had never felt or thought of before.

It may be that I link every library to that first one - to my early childhood experience of drawing on the floor near my father's desk. A library is of course a real place, but it is also an unreal one. What happens there is mostly silent. I think I've always liked the whispering aspect of libraries, the hushing librarians and my feeling of solitude among many.

Reading is a private pursuit; one that takes place behind closed doors.

In general, I think, human beings are happiest at table when they are very young, very much in love or very alone.

Although I am a gregarious person, I love solitude even more.

I love all waste And solitary places; where we taste The pleasure of believing what we see Is boundless, as we wish our souls to be.

Be like an alone peak high in the sky. Why should you hanker to belong? You are not a thing! Things belong!