Quotes About Solitude

The trouble with being a god is that you've got no one to pray to.

Writing is the most fun you can have by yourself.

After all, when you seek advice from someone it's certainly not because you want them to give it. You just want them to be there while you talk to yourself.

I AM ALWAYS ALONE. BUT JUST NOW I WANT TO BE ALONE BY MYSELF.

I lay on the bed and lost myself in the stories. I liked that. Books were safer than other people anyway.

Well, I wish I'd get out of my head, it's quite crowded enough with me in here.

You see and hear what others canna', the world opens up its secrets to ye, but ye're always like the person at the party with the wee drink in the corner who cannae join in. There's a little bitty bit inside ye that willnae melt and flow.

The mountains of madness have many little plateaux of sanity.

There was something pleasant about an empty classroom. Of course, as any teacher would point out, one nice thing was that there were no children in it.

Captain Roberts went to Heaven, which wasn't everything that he'd expected, and as the receding water gently marooned the wreck of the Sweet Judy on the forest floor, only one soul was left alive. Or possibly two, if you like parrots.

For several years he hadn't moved outside a large, airy room, but this was OK, because he spent most of his time inside his own head in any case. There's a certain type of person it's very hard to imprison.

My spiritual life is found inside the heart of the wild.

Wilderness is not a place of isolation but contemplation. Refuge. Refugees.....Wilderness is a knife that cuts through pretense and exposes fear. Even in remote country, you cannot escape your mind.

Wilderness is an antidote to the war within ourselves.

I believe that spiritual resistance -- the ability to stand firm at the center of our convictions when everything around us asks us to concede, that our capacity to face the harsh measures of a life, comes from the deep quiet of listening to the land, the river the rocks. There is a resonance of humility that has evolved with the earth. It is the best retrieved in solitude amidst the stillness of days in the desert.

I fear silence because it leads me to myself, a self I may not wish to confront. It asks that I listen. And in listening, I am taken to an unknown place. Silence leaves me alone in a place of feeling. It is not necessarily a place of comfort.

I keep turning around to feel the embrace of these sweeping valley. First thoughts: Never have I felt so safe. No development. No distractions. Nothing to break my heart. I was not prepared for this uninterrupted peace.

What will we make of the life before us? How do we translate the gifts of solitary beauty into the action required for true participatory citizenship?

fears surface in my isolation. My serenity surfaces in my solitude.

I wish I was at p[peace now, but the desert has become my heartbreak. Perhaps that is the nature of deserts- to break us open, wear us down to bedrock.

Mother left us alone to enjoy our own company while she enjoyed hers and reclaimed precious time for herself. When she wasn't living her solitude, she was contemplating it.

Kalpler,sonuçlar?n? pek deÄŸerlendirmeden seçimlerini yapar.Seçimini yapt?ktan sonra da kendisini bekleyen yaln?z geceleri düÅŸünmez.

Only animals should have to pee in the woods.

Then she walked out of his church, and back into her own world.