Quotes About Solitude

Being over seventy is like being engaged in a war. All our friends are going or gone and we survive amongst the dead and dying as on a battlefield.

Book lovers are not necessarily people lovers.

The fates have a way of demanding of a man that he suffer his greatest moments all by himself; being alone seems as often attendant upon reality as being in company is attendant upon flight from reality. (frm "Part of Our Time, Some Monuments and Ruins of the Thirties," about American Communist movement.)

Silence is a great wisdom.

My thatched hut; the whole sky Is its roof The mountains are its hedge, And it has the sea for a garden. I'm inside with nothing at all, Not even a bag, And yet there are visitors who say " It's hidden behind a bamboo door" — Muso Soseki

Alone, we experience the depths of reality.

Alone, you are a particle of eternity, you hear the whisper of awareness - this is the whisper of reality.

Alone, you will grow old faster in mind. Like a fish in the depths of the endless emptiness of nonsense.

Depression is a cocoon of rebirth. You become a person super deep and not of the world of everything.

Loneliness as an early retirement.

Loneliness is a cocoon of revealing your essence, searching for yourself. Having found himself, a person will never be alone.

Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

Loneliness is the hormones in your pants.

Loneliness is the inner self-improvement of the soul. For the most part, you feel the soul. And you feel the world at a particularly subtle level of consciousness.

Loneliness will turn you into a dumb genius.

Lonely people move in the void of nonsense.

Modernity lives without love. Cynicism, sociopathy of commercialism, where inflation leads to mental impotence of indifference in solitude, where infantilism is the basis of idealism. The brain becomes a call center of indifference.

Sleep is the core of loneliness.

The less testosterone, the more you enjoy being alone.

The sociopathy of mercantilely, where inflation leads to the mental impotence of indifference in solitude, where infantilism is the basis of idealism. The brain becomes a call center of indifference.

The worst thing in being alone is that you acutely feel reality completely immersed in it, it is soaked through with depression from the fact that you feel infinity, you feel like a dead ghost. More terrible loneliness in reality can only be loneliness in a dream and you wake up at night and you realize that you are alone. Night is the peak of loneliness.

Unsociability attracts enemies.

You will always be alone without a mask.

It would be merciful for people not to come calling and disturb the loneliness of the mountains to which I have returned from the sorrows of the world.