Quotes About Solitude

Büyümek, yaln?z tutunanlara gerekli.

Bir dostun varl??? güzel bir ?eydir; fakat bir dosta ihtiyaç duymadan ya?ayabilmektir önemli olan.

Seni görmek istiyordum k?sacas?. ?nsan görmekle bile baz? ?eylerin a??rl???na dayanabilir, avunabilir, hayal kurmaya devam edebilir.

Bir de yaln?zl??? ö?rettim ona. ?imdi geceyar?s?, ikimizi de uyku tutmad??? zaman, kendi koridorlar?m?zda bir ileri bir geri, sinirli ad?mlarla dola??p duruyoruz.

Kelime ve yaln?zl?k hayat?n tad? tuzu Kucaklamak isterdi ölümü ve sonsuzu.

Ben de hepinizden farkl? bir solucand?m, kim bilir? ?imdi yar?s? ezilmi?, yerde yatt??? için belli olmuyor.

Ben, tek ba??ma ya?amal?y?m; ba?kalar?n? zehirlememeliyim.

Kimse dinlemiyorsa beni -ya da istedi?im gibi dinlemiyorsa- günlük tutmaktan ba?ka çare kalm?yor. Can?m insanlar! Sonunda, bana, bunu da yapt?n?z.

Clover missed his "me-time.

I don't like people, I don't like interruptions, and I don't like you.

There was no real comfort in being alone with her thoughts, her memories, but somehow the illusion of freedom lessened her despair.

Prayers only help the person doing the praying.

JDAHYA WOULD NOT LEAVE her. As much as she had hated her solitary confinement, she longed to be rid of him. He fell silent for a while and she wondered whether he might be sleeping—to the degree that he did sleep. She lay down herself, wondering whether she could relax enough to sleep with him there. It would be like going to sleep knowing there was a rattlesnake in the room, knowing she could wake up and find it in her bed.

She's neglected and lonely, and like any little kid left on her own too much, she finds ways to amuse herself.

My steps along this streetResoundin another streetIn whichI hear my stepsPassing along this streetIn whichOnly the mist is real.

Solitude lies at the lowest depth of the human condition. Man is the only being who feels himself to be alone and the only one who is searching for the Other.

Solitude is the profoundest fact of the human condition. Man is the only being who knows he is alone.

Solitude is the profoundest fact of the human condition. Man is the only being who knows he is alone, and the only one who seeks out another. His nature - if that word can be used in reference to man, who has 'invented' himself by saying 'no' to nature - consists in his longing to realize himself in another. Man is nostalgia and a search for communion. Therefore, when he is aware of himself he is aware of his lack of another, that is, of his solitude.

No one behind, no one ahead. The path the ancients cleared has closed. And the other path, everyone's path, easy and wide, goes nowhere. I am alone and find my way.

Mineral cactai, quicksilver lizards in the adobe walls, the bird that punctures space, thirst, tedium, clouds of dust, impalpable epiphanies of wind. The pines taught me to talk to myself. In that garden I learnedto send myself off. Later there were no gardens.

When I am alone, I love the wide roads. There, I have conversations with myself. My free steps move easily and my body leaves my spirit free of obstacles; it discourses, it reasons, it presses me with questions.

Each soul must meet the morning sun, the new sweet earth and the Great Silence alone.

In a society where people are obsessed with personal space, dogs have come to serve as welcome, neo-human mediators of loneliness and solitude.

But this had always been part of his work—no matter how vast the security apparatus behind you, the fact was that, in the end, you were alone.