Quotes About Solitude

Sometimes I think books are the only friends worth having.

Some walks you have to take alone.

Well, I don't have much competition here." "You don't have much competition anywhere.

I realize, for the first time, how very lonely I've been in the arena. How comforting the presence of another human being can be.

I just...I just miss him. And I hate being so alone.

Trapped for days, years, centuries maybe. Dead, but not allowed to die. Alive, but as good as dead. So alone that anyone, anything no matter how loathsome would be welcome.

Don't. Don't let's pretend when there's no one around.

My sleep wasn't peaceful, though. I have the sense of emerging from a world of dark, haunted places where I traveled alone.

Because it doesn't matter anymore, and because I'm so desperately lonely I can't stand it.

I'm in a shallow hole, not filled with the humming orange bubbles of my hallucination but with old, dead leaves.

The numbness of his loss had passed, and the pain would hit me out of nowhere, doubling me over, racking my body with sobs. Where are you? I would cry out in my mind. Where have you gone? Of course, there was never any answer.

I go back to my room and lie under the covers, trying not to think of Gale and thinking of nothing else.

I don't want anyone with me today. Not even him. Some walks you have to take alone.

I call him my friend, but in the last year it's seemed too casual a word for what Gale is to me. A pang of longing shoots through my chest. If only he was with me now! But of course, I don't want that. I don't want him in the arena where he'd be dead in a few days. I just... I just miss him. And I hate being so alone. Does he miss me? He must.

Certos passos você tem de dar sozinho.

But after several hours, I go anyway, walking in silent sock feet, so as not to awaken the ghosts.

Maybe he was not cut out to be a lover. Maybe he was more of a loner at heart. Coriolanus Snow, more loner than lover.

When I wake up, the other side of the bed is cold.

He lives alone, no wife or children, most of his waking hours drunk. I don't want to end up like that.

No fancy hair and clothes, no flaming capes. Just me. Looking like I could be headed for the woods. It calms me." - Katniss

In the woods waits the only person with whom I can be myself. Gale. I can feel the muscles in my face relaxing, my pace quickening as I climb the hills

An immersion into greenery and sunlight will surely help me sort out my thoughts.

Ni vista, ni sonido, ni otra sensación que no sea el implacable ardor de la carne.

Floating on my back, as I am now,