Quotes About Solitude

Much missed by… Why were there no words that felt? Words that when you touched them you'd feel what was intended? The chasm left by the loss of Madeleine? The lump in the throat that fizzed and ached. The terror of falling asleep knowing that on waking she'd relive the loss, like Prometheus bound and tormented each day. Everything had changed. Even her grammar. Suddenly she lived in the past tense. And the singular.

She put another small log on the fire and listened to the quiet murmur of Peter and Ben. She couldn't make out the words, just the familiarity. Another wave of sadness enveloped her. She'd lost her murmuring partner. The one with whom she made comforting noises.

I me memorize a lot of poetry, too, so I'l have something to be saying to myself on long walks. A poem to repeat, either aloud or silently, will help you over a hill or on a long mile as surely as a neighbour who stops his team and gives you a lift.

quiet for a sunny London afternoon. He said, 'It's too quiet.

I crawled back into myself all alone, just delighted to observe that I was even more miserable than before, because I had brought a new kind of distress and something that resembled true feeling into my solitude.

Despite my solitary life, I have found infinite joy in books and writing, and am by far too much interested in the affairs of the world to quit the scene before Nature shall claim me.

How empty seems the town now you are gone! A wilderness of sad streets, where gaunt walls Hide nothing to desire.

A crowd is not necessarily company, but neither need it necessarily prevent thought or disturb peace of mind.

The whole value of solitude depends upon oneself; it may be a sanctuary or a prison, a haven of repose or a place of punishment, a heaven or a hell, as we ourselves make it.

I'm having a hard time writing about Sunday. Getting the long hollow feeling of Sundays. No mail and faraway lawn mowers, the hopelessness.

Solitude is an Anglo-Saxon concept.

La soledad es un concepto anglosajón. En Ciudad de México, si eres el único pasajero en un autobús y alguien sube, no solo se sentará a tu lado sino que se recostará en ti. (Del cuento Triste idiota)

Tudo de bom ou de ruim que aconteceu na minha vida foi previsível e inevitável, sobretudo as escolhas e ações que garantiram que eu viesse a estar agora absolutamente sozinha.

He wants only to rest and to have a little peace.

I just broke up with my boyfriend, and I've been spending more time alone than I'd like.

Lo digo ingenuamente, prefiero el aire libre del desierto, su cielo, su sublime y poética soledad, a estas calles encajonadas, a este hormiguero de gente atareada, a estos horizontes circunscritos que no me permiten ver el firmamento cubierto de estrellas, sin levantar la cabeza, ni gozar del espectáculo imponente de la tempestad cuando serpentean los relámpagos luminosos y ruge el trueno.

The display of grief makes more demands than grief itself. How few men are sad in their own company.

Everywhere is nowhere. When a person spends all his time in foreign travel, he ends by having many acquaintances, but no friends.

The primary sign of a well-ordered mind is a man's ability to remain in one place and linger in his own company.

We are more wicked together than separately. If you are forced to be in a crowd, then most of all you should withdraw into yourself.

Then how come you went there?" "I was lonesome. Lonesome takes what it can get.

GENERAL STATEMENT FOR ALL CONCERNED: I do not wish you to be perturbed in any way by my current uncommunicative behaviour. I wish it to be known that I am not pursuing any friendships at the moment because I can not think of anything to say and I suspect I am bad for people. I am too egotistically involved in my own decay to focus on the troubles and triumphs of others...

She stood eating soup in her overgrown garden, looking up at stars she could not name.

the fact that I'd really like to be reading Persuasion right now instead of latticing pies, the fact that I never seem to get past Anne's first reunion with Captain Wentworth lately, because Jake interrupts, the fact that all the older kids were the same, the fact that I have to hide out like Anne Frank almost, to read anything, the fact that I should have a little closet to go to, with a chair, a lamp, and a lock on the door, the fact that I guess it's called a bathroom,