Quotes About Solitude

That's the place to get to—nowhere. One wants to wander away from the world's somewheres, into our own nowhere.

There is nothing to save, now all is lost, but a tiny core of stillness in the heart like the eye of a violet.

I only want one thing of men, and that is, that they should leave me alone.

Perhaps only those people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the world.

She lived a good deal by herself, to herself, working, passing on from day to day, and always thinking, trying to lay hold on life, to grasp it in her own understanding. Her active living was suspended, but underneath, in the darkness, something was coming to pass. If only she could break through the last integuments!

Now go away then, and leave me alone. I don't want any more of your meretricious persiflage.

And she shrank away again, back into her darkness, and for a long while remained blotted safely away from living.

He went down again into the darkness and seclusion of the wood. But he knew that the seclusion of the wood was illusory. The industrial noises broke the solitude, the sharp lights, though unseen, mocked it. A man could no longer be private and withdrawn. The world allows no hermits.

It's no good trying to get rid of your aloneness. You've got to stick to it all your life. Only at times, at times, the gap will be filled in. At times! But you have to wait for the times. Accept your aloneness and stick to it, all your life. And then accept the times when the gap is filled in, when they come. But they've got to come. You can't force them.

Connie went for walks in the park, and in the woods that joined the park, and enjoyed the solitude and the mystery, kicked the brown leaves of autumn, and picked the primroses of spring. But it was all a dream; or rather it was like the simulacrum of reality. The oak leaves were to her like oak-leaves seen ruffling in a mirror, she herself was a figure somebody had read about, picking primroses that were only shadows or memories, or words. No substance to her or anything...no touch, no contact!

Perhaps only people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the universe

There was only this one lamp-post. Behind was the great scoop of darkness, as if all the night were there.

He had reached the point where all he wanted on earth was to be alone.

I want to be gone out of myself, and you to be lost to yourself, so we are found different.

The army leaves me time to think, and saves me from the battle of life.

I'd rather be at Wragby, where I can go about and be still, and not stare at anything or do any performing of any sort. This tourist performance of enjoying oneself is too hopelessly humiliating: it's such a failure.

He resented the intrusion, he cherished his solitude as his only and last freedom in life.

He felt that if he could not be alone, and if he could not be left alone, he would die.

He would be alone, and apart from life, which was all he wanted.

Nobody knocks here, and the unexpected sounds ominous.

All our troubles, says somebody wise, come upon us because we cannot be alone.

sharp lights, though unseen, mocked it. A man could no longer be private and withdrawn. The world allows no hermits.

Almost with bitterness he watched her go. She had connected him up again, when he had wanted to be alone. She had cost him that bitter privacy of a man who at last wants only to be alone.

Možda su jedino ljudi koji su sposobni da se stvarno intimno spoje s drugima, jedini koji izgledaju tako sami u svemiru. Ostali imaju izvjesnog ljepila, oni se lijepe uz masu.