Quotes About Solitude

No wonder tobacco shops have a predilection for corners, for

a shoe-shaped bath tub, within which I felt like Marat but with no white-necked maiden to stab me.

Why should I tolerate a perfect stranger at the bedside of my mind?

La muerte no era otra cosa que una reunión más completa de los infinitos fragmentos de la soledad.

Ich weiß nicht, ob jemals festgestellt wurde, daß ein Hauptmerkmal des Lebens die Separatheit ist. Wenn uns keine Fleischesschicht umhüllt, sterben wir. Der Mensch existiert nur in dem Maße, in dem er von seiner Umwelt abgesondert ist.

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The tiny madman in his padded cell

los veo nítidamente divididos en una amplia zona de luz y una estrecha banda de sombra: la luz pertenecía al solaz de investigar en bibliotecas suntuosas; la sombra, a los deseos atormentadores y los insomnios sobre los cuales ya he dicho bastante.

Je me retrouvai seul, roulant sous la pluie du jour agonisant, et les essuie-glace étaient en pleine action, mais que pouvaient-ils contre mes larmes ?

what's so dreadful about dying is that you are completely on your own";

Solitude was corrupting me. I needed company and care. My heart was a hysterical, unreliable organ.

Darkness and silence merged completely

Así aislada, a esa distancia, la visión adquiría un sutilísimo encanto que me hacía precipitar hacia mi solitaria gratificación.

You know, what's so dreadful about dying is that you are completely on your own

He could not even see the bluish glimmer of a window or those faint patches of light which come to stay with the walls at night

Solitude was corrupting me...My heart was a hysterical unreliable organ.

my own company being intolerable, since it excited me too much and to no purpose

I felt curiously aloof from my own self.

I went down to the river, I set down on the bank. I tried to think but couldn't, So I jumped in and sank.

Let there be a small country with few people….Though neighboring communities overlook one another and the crowing of cocks and barking of dogs can be heard,Yet the people there may grow old and die without ever visiting one another.

He wasn't prepared for how deeply this female was impacting his life. He didn't have room for the trouble she was bringing into his solitary world. And he sure as hell wasn't prepared to deal with all of the feelings she'd been stoking inside him from the moment their eyes first met.

Shit," he rasped. "Too much. This is too much." Too much what? It wasn't enough , as far as she was concerned. "I like touching you." "No one ever touches me." He took a deep, shuddering breath that somehow sounded...pained, and not in a good way. "Nothing but the wind and rain ever does.

Somewhere overhead, an owl hooted, and a few minutes later, a wolf howled into the growing darkness. Reseph took comfort in the sounds, because they meant he wasn't alone. Sure, the owl might fly over and shit on him, and the wolf might eat him alive, but at least he'd have company for a little while.

I grow weird in the field