solitude

Then stirs the feeling infinite, so felt In solitude, where we are least alone.

Solitude is the place where we can connect with profound bonds that are deeper than the emergency bonds of fear and anger.

Someone who's awake in the middle of the night is a soul consciousness when everyone else is asleep, and that creates a feeling of solitude in poetry that I very much like.

A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.

The range of human knowledge today is so great that we're all specialists and the distance between specializations has become so great that anyone who seeks to wander freely between them almost has to forego closeness with the people around him.

But I think there's something wonderful and extraordinary about climbing on your own and just that kind of relationship to the environment. I'm very addicted to the mountains. You know, so, I do like that solitude.

The monotony and solitude of a quiet life stimulates the creative mind.

I like peace and solitude and silence.

Ultimately, loneliness is not the experience of lacking but the experience of living. It is part and parcel of the human condition, and, unless a person is resolved, it can only be a matter of time before it resurfaces, often with a vengeance. On this account, loneliness is the manifestation of the conflict between our desire for meaning and the absence of meaning from the universe, an absence that is all the more glaring in modern societies which have sacrificed traditional and religious structures of meaning on the thin altar of truth.

I had three chairs in my house; one for solitude, two for friendship, three for society.

Imagination, the traitor of the mind, has taken my solitude and slain it.

Solitude has its own very strange beauty to it.

If you have a trust in and an expectation of your own solitude, everything that you need to know will be revealed to you.

In our household doubts more troubling than these were suffered in silence. The spiritual void I have seen in so many of Istanbul's rich, Westernised, secularist families is evident in these silences. Everyone talks openly about mathematics, success at school, football and having fun, but they grapple with the most basic questions of existence - love,compassion, religion, the meaning of life, jealousy, hatred - in trembling confusion and painful solitude. They light a cigarette, give their attention to the music on the radio, return wordlessly to their inner worlds.

To give thanks in solitude is enough. Thanksgiving has wings and goes where it must go. Your prayer knows much more about it than you do.

There are few places you can find silence. Air travel could be the last fortress of solitude.

Nothing is more capable of troubling our reason, and consuming our health, than secret notions of jealousy in solitude.

Great men are like eagles, and build their nest on some lofty solitude.