Quotes About Solitude

It keeps eternal whisperings around desolate shores

Then on the shore Of the wide world I stand alone, and think Till love and fame to nothingness do sink.

When by my solitary hearth I sit, When no fair dreams before my "mind's eye" flit, And the bare heath of life presents no bloom; Sweet Hope, ethereal balm upon me shed, And wave thy silver pinions o'er my head.

Already with thee! tender is the night. . . But here there is no light. . .

When shall we pass a day alone? I have had a thousand kisses, for which with my whole soul I thank love - but if you should deny me the thousand and first - 'twould put me to the proof how great a misery I could live through.

I was too much in solitude, and consequently was obliged to be in continual burning of thought, as an only resource.

Oh ye! Who have your eye-balls vexed and tired, Feast them upon the wideness of the sea

The air I breathe in a room empty of you is unhealthy.

I should like the window to open onto the Lake of Geneva--and there I'd sit and read all day like the picture of somebody reading.

Ay, in the very temple of Delight Veil'd Melancholy has her sovran shrine

I was alone for a couple of days while Brown went gadding over the country with his ancient knapsack. Now I like his society as well as any Man's, yet regretted his return—it broke in upon me like a Thunderbolt. I had got in a dream among my Books—really luxuriating in a solitude and silence you alone should have disturb'd.

To one who has been long in city pent, 'Tis very sweet to look into the fair And open face of heaven,—to breathe a prayer Full in the smile of the blue firmament.

O soft embalmer of the still midnight

Of the wide world I stand alone, and think Till love and fame to nothingness do sink.

To be thrown among people who care not for you, with whom you have no sympathies[-] [it] forces the Mind upon its own resources, and leaves it free to make its speculations [on] the differences of human character and to class them with the calmness of a Botanist...

Please, go away! Ignatius screamed. You're shattering my religious ecstasy.

I really have had little to do with them, for I mingle with my peers or no one, and since I have no peers, I mingle with no one.

Ignatius spent the day in his room napping fitfully and attacking his rubber glove during his frequent, anxious moments of consciousness.

I alone was a dream, a figment which had never really touched anything. I felt that I was not, never had been and never would be a living part of this overpoweringly solid and deeply meaningful world around me.

I could not escape a feeling that this was my own funeral, and you do not cry in that case.

Yet here was a scattered grove of trees, none of them of any particular grandeur.

imagine a world without people

The most important education you get is your own - the one you learn in solitude.

He was raised by three nurses: freedom, solitude and Mademoiselle. Together, the three of them provided him with an education. From them, he learned everything he believed it was possible to learn.