Quotes About Seclusion

Brisbane and I passed a thoroughly satisfactory and entirely private evening in the solitude of our room. "Thank God for stout stone walls," he said at one point, and I heartily agreed.

Blessed books--they're a place to be alone, and no one else can come in.

There's a lot of not caring that goes under the name of minding your own business.

Held a 'prisoner perforce inactive when a fierce activity consumes the world', Nehru found the present had acquired the 'immobility and unchangeableness' of the past. Still, sequestered from the world, he felt 'the domination of the present'— or to use a more current phrase, the urgency of now pressed in on him. Denied the freedom to act in this present, he turned to the past and made it his instrument for acting on the future.

It's a common tactic for bad actors to ride the trains posing as migrants, working to gain the trust of unsuspecting travelers, so they can lure them into a secluded place where they can commit some violence against them.

All of the ways I am exactly like Bob Dylan is, one time a biking accident changed my life. Not a motorcycle accident, like in 1966 when Dylan crashed his Triumph Tiger on a mountain road in upstate New York, broke some bones, and went into seclusion. I was on a Schwinn Stingray, so I wasn't "riding in the classic sense; I was pedaling.

Table salt hardens here. Books mildew. Diaries flip open. Private Property: Please Turn Around.

which he needs time and privacy. What better way of keeping us in Cairo

more impenetrable solitudes

precious little had been learned about conditions in these unfrequented waters.

One might imagine it'd be unpleasant, being sealed inside a tree. One might imagine, ah, pining. But the scent lightens despair. It's perhaps a little like wearing a coat of armour except much nicer, because the armour is made of a substance through which the years themselves, formative, have run.

Didn't want anyone to find me, not yet.

She could die now; no one would see it, her.

I want to be lawless; I want to be alone.

If I want to be alone, some place I can write, I can read, I can pray, I can cry, I can do whatever I want - I go to the bathroom.

Eventually, we all end up alone.

You start to forget about the world outside - it's not relevant or relatable anymore. The darkest part of solitary confinement is that you start to forget about cars and jobs and families and weather and politicians - and all the things that make up a society.

I don't like the crowds, I don't like to get out of the house if I don't have to.

I like to live in places that are kind of off in the cuts so people can't really find me even if they wanted to.

You would never have seen me on any party scene, which is probably what made me able to disappear, in a way, because the tabloids had nothing to follow.

Emily Dickinson has haunted my life - her poems, her persona, all the tales about her solitude. Ever since I discovered her in the seventh grade, I've had a crush on that spinster in white, who had such a heroic and startling inner landscape of her own.

I am not good at small talk. I will hide in a cupboard to avoid chitty-chat.

No talk show or game show for me, thanks.

I'm not that ambitious any more. I just like my privacy. I wish I really wasn't talked about at all.