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Quotes About Solitude

Roger and Jessica leave the doctor at a side entrance, into which he melts, leaving nothing but rain dripping from slopes and serifs of an unreadable legend on the lintel.
~ Thomas Pynchon
How beautiful she loked, but there was nobody to see, nobody.
~ Katherine Mansfield
It is the only life I care about—to write, to go out occasionally and 'lose myself' looking and hearing and then to come back and write again. At any rate that's the life I've chosen.
~ Katherine Mansfield
In the forest, in the forest, silence had cast a spell over all things. She plucked a great bouquet of daffodils and snowdrops, and tenderly held them to her, and tenderly kissed their fresh spring faces. She did not sing at all, but sat silent, expectant, and wondering, till her flowers faded and withered in her hands.
~ Katherine Mansfield
We are solitary creatures au fond. It hapens so rarely that one feels another understands. But when one does feel it, it's not only a joy, it's a help and comfort in dark moments.
~ Katherine Mansfield
It is true when you are by yourself and you think about life, it is always sad. All that excitement and so on has a way of suddenly leaving you, and it's as though, in the silence, somebody called your name, and you heard your name for the first time.
~ Katherine Mansfield
I love to close my eyes a moment and think of the land outside, white under the mingled snow and moonlight--the heaps of stones by the roadside white--snow in the furrows. Mon Dieu! How quiet and how patient!
~ Katherine Mansfield
Even the photographs were on the mantelpiece and the medicine bottles on the shelf above the wash-stand. Her clothes lay across a chair—her outdoor things, a purple cape and a round hat with a plume in it. Looking at them she wished that she was going away from this house, too. And she saw herself driving away from them all in a little buggy, driving away from everybody and not even waving.
~ Katherine Mansfield
Do you ever want to hide, to be completely hidden so that nobody knows where you are. Sometimes one has a dreadful feeling of exposure–it's intolerable. I mustn't say these things.
~ Katherine Mansfield
The mind I love must have wild places.
~ Katherine Mansfield
I am a recluse at present & do nothing but write & read & read & write
~ Katherine Mansfield
Privacy - like eating and breathing - is one of life's basic requirements.
~ Katherine Neville
Depuis, elle pleurait des baignoires.
~ Katherine Pancol
I'd rather be alone with the bills, she thought as she pushed the elevator button. At least you know where you stand.
~ Katherine Pancol
And then one day the sadness was gone. In its place was a sense of peace and stillness. I still wasn't thrilled to be single and alone, but ultimately, I was OK with it because I was OK with me. Today
~ Katherine Woodward Thomas
We are never lonely because we have lost contact with others. We are lonely because we have lost contact with ourselves.
~ Katherine Woodward Thomas
He) had not realized how much he needed this sweet, friendly sound. How much he needed someone to settle in next to him. He didn't know that he needed to not be so solitary until at last he wasn't. So many needs in one old dog.
~ Kathi Appelt
All else seemed sterile compared to what she witnessed in the woods.
~ Kathleen Cambor
late the other night, when the kids were asleep and the birds at roost, I made a tour through the Internet's second-hand bookstores,…
~ Kathleen Jamie
Might we consider boredom as not only necessary for our life but also as one of its greatest blessings? A gift, pure and simple, a precious chance to be alone with our thoughts and alone with God?
~ Kathleen Norris
The city no longer appeals to me for the cultural experiences and possessions I might acquire there, but because its population is less homogeneous than Plains society. Its holiness is to be found in being open to humanity in all its diversity. And the western Plains now seem bountiful in their emptiness, offering solitude and room to grow
~ Kathleen Norris
Once, when I was describing to a friend from Syracuse, New York, a place on the plains that I love, a ridge above a glacial moraine with a view of almost fifty miles, she asked, "But what is there to see?" The answer, of course, is nothing. Land, sky, and the ever-changing light.
~ Kathleen Norris
Here we discover the paradox of the contemplative life, that the desert of solitude can be the school where we learn to love others.
~ Kathleen Norris
I'd like to live in great comfort. And peace.' And then she added, quite to her surprise, 'With no one to tell me what to do or how to do it.
~ Kathleen Tessaro