Quotes About Solitude

What an austere landscape! Borluut was alone, with nothing but the sky and water. No footsteps, apart from his own, marked the immense expanse, the white desert which this ancient outer harbour of Bruges now was.

The lake and the mountains have become my landscape, my real world.

If someone asks me what I did last year, I can safely answer that I smoked.

being alone is better

being alone is better than being with someone who is just filling space.

The morning is the best time, there are no people around. My pleasant disposition likes the world with nobody in it.

My pleasant disposition likes the world with nobody in it. (Life, March 1, 1968)

This [Ghost Ranch] is my kind of world. The kind of things one sees in cities . . . well, you know, it's better to look out the window at the sage.

I avoid the media circus, keep my head down and try to keep growing and learning things.

It was my birthday. I lay there savouring the feeling of having a whole day to myself when people would give me presents and the family would be forced to accede to any reasonable requests.

escaped to the veranda, where he stood in the moonlight taking deep breaths.

I would rather sit on a pumpkin, and have it all to myself, than to be crowded on a velvet cushion.

To be adult is to be alone (etre adulte, c'est etre seul).

Loneliness is and always has been the central and inevitable experience of every man.

So lonely 'twas that God himself scarce seemed there to be.

The lonely one offers his hand too quickly to whomever he encounters.

Man's loneliness is but his fear of life.

Little do men perceive what solitude is, and how far it extendeth. For a crowd is not company, and faces are but a gallery of pictures, and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love.

A good marriage is that in which each appoints the other guardian of his solitude. Once the realization is accepted that even between the closest human beings infinite distances continue to exist, a wonderful living side by side can grow up, if they succeed in loving the distance between them which makes it possible for each to see the other whole and against a wide sky.

When I would recreate myself, I seek the darkest wood, the thickest and most interminable, and to the citizen, most dismal swamp. I enter a swamp as a sacred place - a sanctum sanctorum. There is the strength, the marrow of Nature.

Time is but the stream I go a-fishing in.

I'd like to be a truck driver. I think you could run your life that way. It wouldn't be such a bad way of doing it. It would offer a chance to be alone.

While others still slept, He went away to pray and to renew His strength in communion with His Father. He had need of this, otherwise He would not have been ready for the new day. The holy work of delivering souls demands constant renewal through fellowship with God.

And in the morning, rising up a great while before day, he went out, and departed into a solitary place, and there prayed.