Quotes About Solitude

In those days I used to talk to myself as if reciting poetry.

Even though I might go out on a date with a boy, emotionally I just wouldn't be able to concentrate. I'd be smiling and chatting away, and my mind would be floating around somewhere else, like a balloon with a broken string. I'd be thinking about one unrelated thing after another. I don't know, I guess finally I want to be alone a little while longer. And I want to let my thoughts wander freely.

Convertirse en un hombre sin mujer es muy sencillo: basta con amar locamente a una mujer y que luego ella se marche a alguna parte.

Then I got undressed and, crawling under the covers, sat up in bed and sipped my drink. I felt like I was going to fade out any second, but I had to allow myself this luxury. A ritual interlude I like so much between the time I get into bed and the time I fall asleep. Having a drink in bed while listening to music and reading a book. As precious to me as a beautiful sunset or good clean air.

Reality is endlessly cold and lonely.

And she leaves. She opens the door and, without a backward glance, goes out and shuts the door. I stand at the window and watch her go. She vanishes in the shadow of a building. Hands resting on the sill, I gaze for the longest time at where she disappeared. Maybe she forgot something she wanted to say and will come back. But she never does. All that's left is an absence that's like a hollow space.

It must be hard to pass your twentieth birthday alone.

I could drink my coffee, read my book, pass the time of day without any special thought, all because I was part of the regular scenery. Here I had no ties to anyone. Fact is, I'd come to reclaim myself.

I lie here by myself in the dark at two o'clock in the morning and think about that cell in the library. About how it feels to be alone, and the depth of the darkness surrounding me. Darkness as pitch black as the night of the new moon.

The morning is not my time. Darkness is my friend. A vacuum is my breath. I must be saying goodbye soon.

People are weak when they are alone.

I've been an outsider all my life. It's been kind of hard, but I like that way of living.

I wanted to begin a new life where I didn't know a soul.

I don't have a thing,Tengo said, except my soul.

Of course, she must be sleeping, sleeping deeply, wrapped in the darkness of that strange little world of hers.

Dentro de mi, alguien, algo, se irá. Con la mirada baja, sin una palabra.

He could well imagine what the moon had given her: pure solitude and tranquillity. That was the best thing the moon could give a person.

Aomame closed her eyes and, in a split second, reviewed the long span of years as if standing on the edge of a sheer cliff, surveying an ocean channel below. She could smell the sea. She could hear the deep sighing of the wind.

No man should go through life without once experiencing healthy, even bored solitude in the wilderness, finding himself depending solely on himself and thereby learning his true and hidden strength.

The absence of conversation didn't bother Kafuku. He wasn't good at small talk. While he didn't dislike talking to people he knew well about things that mattered, he otherwise preferred to remain silent.

I'm free, I think. I shut my eyes and think hard and deep about how free I am, but I can't really understand what it means. All I know is I'm totally alone. All alone in an unfamiliar place, like some solitary explorer who's lost his compass and his map. Is this what it means to be free?

Un buen día, de repente, te conviertes en un hombre sin mujer. Ese día sobreviene de repente, sin mediar el menor indicio o aviso, sin corazonadas ni presentimientos, sin llamar a la puerta y sin carraspeos. Al doblar la esquina, te das cuenta de que ya estás allí. Y no puedes dar marcha atrás. Una vez que doblas la esquina, se convierte en tu único mundo. En ese mundo pasan a decir que eres uno de esos hombres sin mujeres. En un plural gélido.

and as long as I kept my body moving I could forget about the emptiness inside.

Two people can sleep in the same bed and still be alone when they close their eyes, if you know what I mean.