Quotes About Solitude

No one has been buried at Mill Road Cemetery in Cambridge, England, for many years, and so the place has a shady, overgrown magic about it.

When your suffering has been caused by the person you love the most in the world, the pain is very great. If someone else had said or done the same thing to you, you would suffer much less. But if the person who did it is the one who is dearest to you in the world, the suffering is really dreadful. You want to lock yourself away in a room and cry alone.

Some days we may feel hollow, exhausted, and joyless, not really our true selves. On such days, even if we try to be in touch with others, our efforts will be in vain. The more we try, the more we fail. When this happens, we should stop trying to be in touch with what is outside of ourselves and come back to being in touch with ourselves. We should be alone.

It is a kind of luxury to be a monk or a nun, to be able to sit quietly and look deeply into the nature of suffering and the way out.

You're aware of what's happening around you, but you also stay fully present within yourself; you don't lose yourself to the surrounding conditions. That is real solitude.

Wir können uns einreden, dass wir mit einem Buch nicht allein sind, wie wir uns einreden können, dass wir mit einem Menschen nicht allein sind.

The empty rooms always had a terribly depressing effect upon my father when he considered, he said, that the person who dwelt in them had to fill them solely with his own fantasies, with fantastic objects, in order not to go out of his mind.

Then he had kept himself to himself, in the way you might stick by a tree, which might be rotten, but at least it's a tree, and heart and understanding had been dismissed, pushed into the background.

The forest, the virgin forest, the life of a woodcutter—that has always been my ideal.

I hate nothing more profoundly than the multitude... the accumulation of people, the concentration of vileness and mindlessness and lies. Much as we should love each individual, I believe, so we hate the mass.

Our libraries are so to speak prisons where we've locked up our intellectual giants, naturally Kant has been put in solitary confinement, like Nietzsche, like Schopenhauer, like Pascal, like Voltaire, like Montaigne, all the real giants have been put in solitary confinement, all the others in mass confinement, but everyone for ever and ever, my friend, for all time and unto eternity, that's the truth.

On the one hand we can't be alone, people like us; on the other we can't stand company. We can't stand male company, which bores us to death, or female company either. I gave up male company for years because it's totally unprofitable, and female company gets on my nerves in no time.

Being unable to make people more reasonable, I preferred to be happy away from them. VOLTAIRE

Sometimes we need someone, sometimes no one, and sometimes we need someone and no one.

There is nothing more dreadful than having to go walking on one's own on Monday.

It is not just Gould's playing but the fact that he stopped playing, turned his back on the world, that fascinated Bernhard. It

But we don't always have to be studying something, I thought, it's perfectly enough merely to think, to do nothing but think and give our thoughts free rein. To give in to our philosophical worldview, simply submit to our philosophical worldview, but that's the hardest thing, I thought. Wertheimer

Ciascuno di noi è completamente isolato in se stesso, anche se tra noi il legame è strettissimo. La vita intera non è altro che un tentativo ininterrotto di ritrovarci.

Bosque, monte alto, tala.

Die einzigen Freunde, die ich habe, sind die Toten, die mir ihre Literatur hinterlassen haben, ich habe keine anderen.

Sólo he creído siempre estar solo, pero nunca he estado solo... sólo ahora estoy realmente solo...

Be able to be alone. Lose not the advantage of solitude, and the society of thyself.

re: the green martyrs] But the saintly recluse does not intend to wall himself off from holy intercourse with his fellow humans. A little out of the way, he will still be available to those who walk the extra mile to find insight, instruction, and baptism.

Guilt and misery shrink, by a natural instinct, from public notice: they court privacy and solitude: and even in their choice of a grave will sometimes sequester themselves from the general population of the churchyard, as if declining to claim fellowship with the great family of man; thus, in a symbolic language universally understood, seeking (in the affecting language of Mr. Wordsworth) ' Humbly to express A penitential loneliness.