Quotes About Solitude

She wanted to walk into the night and disappear.

You talking to yourself back here?" she asked. "First sign of madness," he admitted. "But you're not really crazy until you start answering yourself back." "You're only half-crazy, then. Good to know.

I'm very happy by myself--I'm lucky in that way--if I've got enough to read and something to write about and a bit of alcohol for me to add an edge, not to dull it.

Nonetheless, there are in all periods people who feel themselves in some fashion to be *apart*.

This is a tightly planned little house. He often feels protected by its smallness; there is hardly room enough here to feel lonely.

Sometimes I wake up in the night when it's cold and wish he was there. You never seem to get really warm, sleeping alone.

He crosses the front room, which he calls his study, and comes down the staircase. The stairs turn a corner; they are narrow and steep. You can touch both handrails with your elbows, and you have to bend your head, even if, like George, you are only five eight. This is a tightly planned little house. He often feels protected by its smallness; there is hardly room enough here to feel lonely. Nevertheless.

Baš me sad neobi?no zaokuplja moj novi roman. Misle?i o njemu, ja ?esto odlazim sam na duga?ke šetnje.

I fear you may become a lonely man, even in the company of others.

Privacy is a wonderful thing. Like love, privacy is most manifest in its absence.

Like love, privacy is most manifest in its absence.

Privacy is a rare commodity on a small island and secrets weigh heavy on their keepers

Ella tendría que buscar la felicidad en aquel estudio con aquellos libros que eran sus verdaderos amigos, sus únicos amigos. Así estaba contenta. No tenía sentido pensar en lo que sería tener a un hombre.

How terrible, said Eragon, to die alone, separate even from the one who is closest to you. Everyone dies alone, Eragon. Whether you are a king on a battlefield or a lowly peasant lying in bed among your family, no one can accompany you into the void.

On the beach, Roran stood alone, watching them go. Then he threw back his head and uttered a long, aching cry, and the night echoed with the sound of his loss.

My mind is the only sanctuary that has not been stolen from me.

Nothing out of the ordinary ever occurs to me when I'm by myself. But you attract duels, ambushes, immortal enemies, obscure creatures such as the Ra'zac, long-lost family members, and mysterious acts of magic as if they were were starving weasels and you were a rabbit that wandered into their den. Saphira

Unlike the majority of people, he did not hate or fear the wilderness; as harsh as the empty lands were, they possessed a grace and a beauty that no artifice could compete with and that he found restorative.

Everyone dies alone, Eragon. Whether you are a king on a battlefield or a lowly peasant lying in bed among your family, no one can accompany you into the void.

A solitary finger of light fell upon it, illuminating motes of golden dust floating in the air.

Jeder stirbt für sich allein, Eragon. Ob man nun König ist oder Bettler - niemand kann einen in die große Leere begleiten.

Navegando por el mar del tiempo, el dios solitario vaga de una distante orilla a otra, confirmando las leyes de las estrellas del cielo».

A person's mind is his last sanctuary. - Brom

A beam of moonlight shone through a barred window set high in the wall and fell on her face. A single tear rolled down her cheek, like a liquid diamond.