Quotes About Solitude

I know nothing - nothing in the world - of the hearts of men. I only know that I am alone - horribly alone.

So I shall just imagine myself for a fortnight or so at one side of the fireplace of a country cottage, with a sympathetic soul opposite me. And I shall go on talking, in a low voice while the sea sounds in the distance and overhead the great black flood of wind polishes the bright stars.

Être seul est devenu une maladie honteuse. Pourquoi tout le monde fuit-il la solitude? Parce qu'elle oblige à penser. De nos jours, Descartes n'écrirait plus: "Je pense donc je suis." Il dirait: "Je suis seul donc je pense." Personne ne veut la solitude, car elle laisse trop de temps pour réfléchir. Or plus on pense, plus on est intelligent, donc plus on est triste.

Privé d'espace et de temps, j'habite un container d'éternité.

ÃŽn zilele noastre, Descartes n-ar mai scrie: "Cuget, deci exist". Ar spune: "Sunt singur, deci cuget

Ne boji se priroda praznine, nego nada.

silence usually taught him more than the company of others.

You are out of the world's chatter, its corridor echoes, its muttering. Walking: it hits you at first like an immense breathing in the ears. You feel the silence as if it were a great fresh wind blowing away clouds.

Just as there are several solitudes, so there are several silences.

Thus the man who walks all day has become certain by nightfall.

Caminando, solo una hazaña importa: la intensidad del cielo, la belleza de los paisajes. Andar no es un deporte.

He wasn't walking to find his own identity, or to rediscover a disguised singularity, or to get a rest from shuffling masks; but walking long distances to find in himself the man from another age, the first man. Walking, but not as one might go to the desert to escape the world and its horrors, purified by solitude, prepared for one's celestial destiny. But walking to find in himself the man fresh from the hands of Nature, the absolute primitive.

By the time dusk fell, he was back in his room. The last of the daylight lay like fine ashes on the roof-tops. He did not light his lamp, but sat by the fireplace in the dark, seeking in the far distance of his past some vague memory of a love-affair, some recollection of a friendship, with which to soften the hard tyranny of isolation.

gatherings I would sit quietly in a corner, saying nothing. I looked and observed a good deal. I've always been that way and still am. I was anything but expansive. I was a loner—can't remember ever

J'ai hurlé dans le noir des parois de mon ventre quand j'ai demandé après toi. L'enfermée le sang la tache.

I used to lie between cool, clean sheets at night after I'd had a bath, after I had washed my hair and scrubbed my knuckles and finger-nails and teeth. Then I could lie quite still in the dark with my face to the window with the trees in it, and talk to God.

Some grief is so big, it has to be held in

At Bramasole, the first secret spot that draws me outside is a stump and board bench on a high terrace overlooking the lake and valley. Before I sit down, I must bang the board against a tree to knock off all the ants. Then I'm happy. With a stunted oak tree for shelter and a never-ending view, I am hidden. No one knows where I am. The nine-year-old's thrill of the hideout under the hydrangea comes back: My mother is calling me and I am not answering.

La experiencia nunca puede ser compartida. Se sirve en envases individuales.

After all my various relationships I find myself now home alone.

The funny thing is I'm not bothered or sad about being on my own - after all I've never had a husband.

Aside from what it teaches you, there is simply the indescribable degree of peace that can be achieved on a sailing vessel at sea. I guess a combination of hard work and the seemingly infinite expanse of the sea - the profound solitude - that does it for me.

But some nights, I must tell you, I go down there after everyone has fallen asleep. I swim back and forth in the echoing blackness. I sing a love song as well as I can, lost for a while in the home of the rain.

I could look at you forever and never see the two of us together