Quotes About Solitude

Solitude could be an unwelcome place, but even the unwelcome could become habit.

He strode down the empty street, cleaving the low-lying mists that swirled like incandescent cloaks in the gaslight.

I am done with this world, for I am alone in it. Alone.

He'd forgotten how irritating company could be. Uninvited, unwelcome, persistent reminder of his own weaknesses. And

And to weep was to be inside oneself, entirely, an inner place far more unrelenting and unforgiving than anything that could be found outside.

Some people invite awe whether they like it or not. Such people come to be very lonely. Lonely in themselves, Sha'ik

Much as she needed him to play those self-wounding games with her, she needed even more the solitude necessary for complete self-destruction. Isolation was more than a simple defence mechanism; it also served to prepare one for more severe punishments, possibly culminating in suicide. On another level, she would view her desire to drive him off as an act of mercy on her part. But that was a most irritating form of self-pity.

This endless howl no one else even hears.

There had been no time when he'd felt alone. Alone in the frightened sense, that is. Solitude was born of decision, and could be as easily yielded when its purpose was done.

Now, after all this time, he was able to realize that every path eventually, inevitably dwindled into a single line of footsteps. There, leading to the very edge. Then…gone. And so, he faced only what every mortal faced. The solitude of death, and oblivion's final gift that was indifference.

We are all lone souls. It pays to know humility, lest the delusion of control, of mastery, overwhelms.

It's the last gift. I am done with this world, for I am alone in it. Alone.

The critical part of herself could well have sneered at the contrivance, as if the only genuine gestures were the small ones, the ones devoid of an audience. As if true honesty belonged to solitude, since to be witnessed was to perform, and performance was inherently false since it invited expectation.

There's nothing like a good cup of tea.

I'm alone with the ghost of the swamp, somewhere near the weeping willows.

As I stood on the lonely backroad, I'm sure I heard birds, kookaburras, laughing ...

A nice place to visit, before you sleep.

Emptiness where you wouldn't expect it speaks to you.

The truth is, if you like long hours in solitude, emotional turmoil, constant self-criticism, and bouts of heartrending disappointment, you'll make a good writer. And if you can actually tell an engaging story, you might just make a great one.

let where you've been alone. Do that and the universe will lean in your direction.

Remember you are never really alone. Although it may feel like it for very long stretches of time.

His ambition was to insert his dreams into the world, and if they were the wrong dreams, then he would dream them in solitude.

Franklin knew that the truth lay with the winter night: the world was silent and black-and-white.

She is the night, and the night is black, and black is death, and death is cold," a lost voice whispered in his mind.