solitary

It will be better to spent our energy on reality; the tangible facts, not thoughts of the past.

I do not consider my deeds or my knowledge to be a great thing. The only fact is _ and I can say this honestly _ that I love learning and a solitary life.

I was free with every road as my home. No limitations and no commitments. But then summer passed and winter came and I fell short for safety. I fell for its spell, slowly humming me to sleep, because I was tired and small, too weak to take or handle those opinions and views, attacking me from every angle. Against my art, against my self, against my very way of living. I collected my thoughts, my few possessions and built isolated walls around my values and character. I protected my own definition of beauty and success like a treasure at the bottom of the sea, for no one saw what I saw, or felt the same as I did, and so I wanted to keep to myself. You hide to protect yourself.

I need nothing. I seek nothing. I desire nothing.

I believe that that love remains strong and intense in your memory because it was your first deep aloneness and the first inner work that you did on your life.

a rainy walk through leaves will cure almost anything

She disappeared; her voice, her laughter and the warmth of her breath never seen by no one again.

She disappeared; her voice, her laughter, and the warmth of her breath never seen by no one again.

This world today makes one by the day a recluse

I would rather be alone than having a solitary company.

Nobody enjoys the company of others as intensely as someone who usually avoids the company of others.

Iskari let others define her because she thought she didn't have a choice. Because she thought she was alone and unloved.

It's solitary drinking that makes drunkards.

She had headed towards town aimlessly, looking for the kind of escape that could be found only in a solitary walk through a crowd.

...the natures of solitary people are apt to have more unmapped country in them than worldly folk imagine. They see and think and do things peculiar to themselves, and one may turn up buried treasure in them at any moment. ("Absolute Evil")

Every writer must acknowledge and be able to handle the unalterable fact that he has, in effect, given himself a life sentence in solitary confinement.

At one point in your life you have to decide whether you want to become a sachem or a solitary.

The contemplative man always lives alone. Regardless of who may reside in his home, his is a solitary world.