Quotes About Solitude

hiding in my winter cocoon not coming out again until June

Are the days of winter sunshine just as sad for you, too? When it is misty, in the evenings, and I am out walking by myself, it seems to me that the rain is falling through my heart and causing it to crumble into ruins.

Winter is the slow-down Winter is the search for self Winter gives the silence we need to listen Winter goes gray so we can see our own colors...

I hide myself in the quiet white of winter and nestle in her comforting folds of cold oblivion

I am grateful for the silence of winter mornings, for the beauty and wonder of the glint of sunlight in frost melting to dew, for the early-riser's peaceful solitude that sets a mood of thankfulness, hope, and calm for the dawning day.

Make time for quiet moments, as God whispers and the world is loud.

But in every walk with Nature one receives far more than he seeks.

A very strange and solemn feeling came over me as I stood there, with no sound but the rustle of the pines, no one near me, and the sun so glorious, as for me alone. It seemed as if I felt God as I never did before, and I prayed in my heart that I might keep that happy sense of nearness all my life.

'Shut, shut the door, good John!' fatigu'd, I said, 'Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead.'

I'm not a recluse — I'm just playing hard-to-get with society.

Then stirs the feeling infinite, so felt In solitude, where we are least alone...

For those uneasy with the world, solitude is the only guarantee of confidence.

How beautiful and ugly is this world, producer of patchwork hearts — torn by civilized days, mended in nature and solitude — some weaker at the seams than others.

Distance is inspiration's best hearting.

The Quarantini — any martini imbibed in solitude during coronavirus lockdown

Quarantini — just a regular martini, but you drink it alone at home

As a child she'd kept a copy of Evangeline in her pocket. She'd go down by the riverside and read it until she cried her eyes out... She thought the two words — primeval forest — that's often in that book, were the two most beautiful words in the English language.

Scorpios are perfectionists... Scorpios are basically homebodies and dislike crowds.

To feel abandoned is to deny the intimacy of your surroundings.

You have not been abandoned. You are never alone, except by your own choice.

We born alone, we all die alone.

It is very easy to love alone.

People think being alone makes you lonely, but I don't think that's true. Being surrounded by the wrong people is the loneliest thing in the world.

Strength of numbers is the delight of the timid. The Valiant in spirit glory in fighting alone.