Quotes About Solitude

il semble que ce qui vous pousse brusquement à la fugue, ce soit un jour de froid et de grisaille qui vous rend encore plus vive la solitude et vous fait sentir encore plus fort qu'un étau se resserre.

Mas parece que o que nos impulsiona de uma hora para outra a uma fuga é um dia frio e cinzento, que aumenta nossa solidão, que nos faz sentir com mais força que algo vai explodir.

Mais il semble que ce qui vous pousse brusquement à la fugue, c'est un jour de froid et de grisaille qui vous rend encore plus vive la solitude et vous fait sentir encore plus fort qu'un étau se resserre.

J'étais encore trop jeune pour connaître l'angoisse qu'elle éprouvait à rentrer seule chez elle.

It was solitude, but it was solitude that wasn't lonely. Solitude that could sort things out. And he hadn't had that in ages.

A man is capable of thought. A crowd is not.

The only place you belong is the place you can never go back. And so yer always alone, forever and always.

I thought I had more. I thought Gudmund was my more. It didn't matter how crap everything else was. The stuff with Owen, The stuff with my parents, even later with the stuff at school. I could live with all of that, because I had him. He was mine and no one else's. We lived in this private world, that no one else knew about and no one else ever lived in.

The forest was white in the snowfall, but still seemed to hold more secrets than she had ever thought possible.

How can invisible men make themselves more lonely by being seen?

The house was quiet when he got inside. Why wouldn't it be? He was alone.

He really is alone in whatever hell this is. Completely and utterly alone. 'It isn't,' he thinks, as he trudges back toward his house, 'the most unfamiliar feeling in the world.

No man is brave that has never walked a hundred miles. If you want to know the truth of who you are, walk until not a person knows your name. Travel is the great leveler, the great teacher, bitter as medicine, crueler than mirror-glass. A long stretch of road will teach you more about yourself than a hundred years of quiet.

I've always liked the moonless night best. It's easier to say things in the dark. It's easier to be yourself.

If you want to know the truth of who you are, walk until not a person knows your name. Travel is the great leveler, the great teacher, bitter as medicine, crueler than mirror-glass. A long stretch of road will teach you more about yourself than a hundred years of quiet introspection.

I guess I'm destined to be loveless

Sometimes leaving is the only thing you can do.

When left to its own devices it tends to make me look as if I've been set afire.

Sleep met him like a lover in an empty bed.

Deberías de sentir lástima por él, hijo. Mañana nos iremos, pero él tendrá que convivir consigo mismo hasta el día de su muerte.

I've always liked moonless nights best. It's easier to say things in the dark. It's easier to be yourself.

As he continued to load the barrow, he moved slower and slower, like a machine winding down. Eventually he stopped completely and stood for a long minute, still as stone. Only then did his composure break. And even with no one there to see, he hid his face in his hands and wept quietly, his body wracked with wave on wave of heavy, silent sobs.

Sleep offers us a retreat from the world and all its pain. Sleep marks passing time, giving us distance from the things that have hurt us.

Cuando estás muerto, nadie te busca. Los viejos enemigos no intentan ajustar cuentas contigo. La gente no te busca para que le narres historias.