Quotes About Solitude

The day stretched out in front of him like an empty road in the desert.

Se só me faltassem os outros, vá, um homem consola-se mais ou menos das pessoas que perde; mas falto eu mesmo, e esta lacuna é tudo.

Escapei ao agregado, escapei a minha mãe não indo ao quarto dela, mas não escapei a mim mesmo. Corri ao meu quarto, e entrei atrás de mim. Eu falava-me, eu perseguia-me, eu atirava-me à cama, e rolava comigo, e chorava, e abafava os soluços com a ponta do lençol.

If you meet a loner, no matter what they tell you, it's not because they enjoy solitude. It's because they have tried to blend into the world before, and people continue to disappoint them.

On the other hand, I think cats have Asperger's. Like me, they're very smart. And like me, sometimes they simply need to be left alone.

Loneliness is a mirror, and recognizes itself.

There's a] point where you have to leave the dough alone. It's silly to anthropomorphize bread, but I love the fact that it needs to sit quietly, to retreat from touch and noise and drama, in order to evolve. I have to admit, I often feel that way myself.

Houses are cellular walls; they keep our problems from bleeding into everyone else's.

There are some nights when you just want to know there's someone else besides you in this wide world.

When you're hurting deeply, you go inward.

The world just feels different for those of us who come alive after dark. It's more fragile and unreal, a replica of the one everyone else inhabits.

You would wind up as a cat, I told her. They don't need anyone else. I need you, she replied. Well, I said. Maybe I'll come back as catnip.

Since it had gotten so quiet in the room that you could hear the sound of your own doubts...

Listen," she said. "I may not be what you want right now, but I'm all you've got.

This is when I realize that Anna has already left the table, and more importantly, that nobody noticed.

I look for places like me: big, hollow, forgotten by most everyone.

Work a lifetime to pay off a house. you finally own it, and there's nobody to live in it.

Make time to be still.

I was a team sports guy, but I don't do that anymore. When I work out, it's alone.

Solitude is very important in my work as a mode of inspiration, but isolation is not good in this respect. I am not writing poetry about isolation.

'The Creative Habit' is basically about how you work alone, how you survive as a solitary artist. 'The Collaborative Habit' is obviously about surviving with other people.

I spend most of my time in a room alone where eight hours go by, and I have no sense of time. I work seven days a week, and I live in this sort of vague subconscious fog a lot.

Life sucks when you're all alone.

When we have found all the meanings and lost all the mysteries, we will be alone, on an empty shore.