Most popular solitude quotes
Hell is other people.
Solitude is un-American.
I want to be left alone.
That's what fame is: solitude.
Spend some time alone every day.
Be good and you will be lonesome.
Loneliness hurts, solitude heals.
O Solitude, the soul's best friend.
Solitude is the place of purification.
A solitude is the audience-chamber of God.
Though in a wilderness, a man is never alone.
That inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude.
Society is all but rude To this delicious solitude.
Who hears music, feels his solitude Peopled at once.
We cannot confront solitude without moral resources.
If you can't stand solitude, maybe you bore others, too.
One can acquire everything in solitude except character.
Be able to be alone. Lose not the advantage of solitude.
City life is millions of people being lonesome together.
The strongest man in the world is he who stands most alone.
Solitude is a good place to visit but a poor place to stay.
If you are lonely when you're alone, you are in bad company.
Solitude is that human situation in which I keep myself company.
In giving, you throw a bridge across the chasm of your solitude.
I never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude.
Finding some quiet time in your life, I think, is hugely important.
Whosoever is delighted in solitude, is either a wild beast or a god.
When I am alone, God knocks on the door and says, "We need to talk."
The result of joining two solitudes will always be a greater solitude.
The secret of a good old age is simply an honorable pact with solitude.
I love solitude, but I prize it most when plenty of company is available.
What a lovely surprise to finally discover how unlonely being alone can be.
Solitude either develops the mental power, or renders men dull and vicious.
If from society we learn to live, 'Tis solitude should teach us how to die.
Solitude is painful when one is young, but delightful when one is more mature.
Conversation enriches the understanding, but solitude is the school of genius.
The dread of loneliness is greater than the fear of bondage, so we get married.
For solitude sometimes is best society, And short retirement urges sweet return.
By all means use sometimes to be alone. Salute thyself; see what thy soul doth wear.
Solitude is as needful to the imagination as society is wholesome for the character.
Be able to be alone. Lose not the advantage of solitude, and the society of thyself.
I live in that solitude which is painful in youth, but delicious in the years of maturity.
To a heart formed for friendship and affection the charms of solitude are very short-lived.
Solitude is the salt of personhood. It brings out the authentic flavor of every experience.
The individual who has experienced solitude will not easily become a victim of mass suggestion.
The more powerful and original a mind, the more it will incline towards the religion of solitude.
These are the voices which we hear in solitude, but they grow faint and inaudible as we enter into the world.
For there is a fellowship more quiet even than solitude, and which, rightly understood, is solitude made perfect.
I have often said that man's unhappiness springs from one thing alone, his incapacity to stay quietly in one room.
To do anything that suggested a taste for solitude, even to go for a walk by yourself, was always slightly dangerous.
God created man and, finding him not sufficiently alone, gave him a companion to make him feel his solitude more keenly.
When we cannot bear to be alone, it means we do not properly value the only companion we will have from birth to death—ourselves.
When we cannot bear to be alone, it means we do not properly value the only companion we will have from birth to death - ourselves.
We hear voices in solitude, we never hear in the hurry and turmoil of life; we receive counsels and comforts, we get under no other condition.
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.
Reading well is one of the great pleasures that solitude can afford you, because it is, at least in my experience, the most healing of pleasures.
Great decisions in the realms of thought and momentous discoveries and solutions of problems are only possible to an individual working in solitude.
The great omission in American life is solitude...that zone of time and space, free from the outside pressures, which is the incinerator of the spirit.
I love people. I love my family, my children . . . but inside myself is a place where I live all alone and that's where you renew your springs that never dry up.
The world today does not understand, in either man or woman, the need to be alone. How inexplicable it seems. Anything else will be accepted as a better excuse.
Solitude gives birth to the original in us, to beauty unfamiliar and perilous—to poetry. But also, it gives birth to the opposite: to the perverse, the illicit, the absurd.
Funny how we think of romance as always involving two, when the romance of solitude can be ever so much more delicious and intense. Alone, the world offers itself freely to us.
Only when one is connected to one's own core is one connected to others, I am beginning to discover. And, for me, the core, the inner spring, can best be refound through solitude.
There are days when solitude is a heady wine that intoxicates you with freedom, others when it is a bitter tonic, and still others when it is a poison that makes you beat your head against the wall.
One of the marks of maturity is the need for solitude: a city should not merely draw men together in many varied activities, but should permit each person to find, near at hand, moments of seclusion and peace.
Our language has wisely sensed the two sides of being alone. It has created the word "loneliness" to express the pain of being alone. And it has created the word "solitude" to express the glory of being alone.
Our language has wisely sensed these two sides of man's being alone. It has created the word "loneliness" to express the pain of being alone. And it has created the word "solitude" to express the glory of being alone.
There are days when solitude, for someone of my age, is a heady wine which intoxicates you with freedom, others when it is a bitter tonic, and still others when it is a poison that makes you beat your head against the wall.
You do not need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. Do not even listen, simply wait, be quiet, still and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.