Quotes About Solitude

a great silence settled over the mountain.

Anyone who thinks heaven is not hot water behind a locked door has forgotten what it means to live.

Waldeinsamkeit, Die mich erfreut, So morgen wie heut In ewger Zeit, O wie mich freut Waldeinsamkeit. Waldeinsamkeit Wie liegst du weit! O Dir gereut Einst mit der Zeit. Ach einzige Freud Waldeinsamkeit! Waldeinsamkeit Mich wieder freut, Mir geschieht kein Leid, Hier wohnt kein Neid Von neuem mich freut Waldeinsamkeit.

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

We isolated ourselves, because it hurt less.

She turned to stare out the window, lost in a thousand thoughts, not a single one of which Danielle could guess.

I tell myself that I've invited him along to add to the thrill -- one more person who knows only makes it more exciting. But it's really because there are some nights when you just want to know there's someone else besides you in this wide world.

Nobody who looks at a shard of flint lying beneath a rock ledge, or who finds a splintered log by the side of the road would ever find magic in their solitude. But in the right circumstances, if you bring them together, you can start a fire that consumes the world.

Let me tell you this: 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.

Isolation, I think, is the worst thing in the world.

A flight attendant is the guide who helps you navigate that passage smoothly. As a death doula, I do the same thing, but the journey is from life to death, and at the end, you don't disembark with two hundred other travelers. You go alone.

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.

sharing the past with someone is different from reliving it when you're alone. It feels less like a wound, more like a poultice.

i had not meant to leave them; i had only meant to leave. i wasnt running away from them; i was only running away

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.  Ã¢â'¬Â¢

Let me tell you this: 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. 'Then why are you here?

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Nobody," Sage reads, "who looks at a shard of flint lying beneath a rock ledge, or who finds a splintered log by the side of the road would ever find magic in their solitude. But in the right circumstances, if you bring them together, you can start a fire that consumes the world.

It turned out people truly did cry into their coffee cups.

What no one told me about grief is how lonely it is. No matter who else is mourning, you're in your own little cell. Even when people try to comfort you, you're aware that now there is a barrier between you and them, made of the horrible thing that happened, that keeps you isolated.

bread, but I love the fact that it needs to sit quietly, to retreat from touch and noise and drama, in order to evolve.

Loneliness is a mirror and it recognizes itself

He formed a Masturbation Club and didn't allow anybody else to join.

We are wholly alone in the evening gloom. And my fingers are warm like the lost days of June. — Joseph Brodsky, from "Evening," Joseph Brodsky: Selected Poems , trans. George L. Kline (Harper & Row, 1973)