O lead me onward to the loneliest shade, The darkest place that quiet ever made, Where kingcups grow most beauteous to behold And shut up green and open into gold.
Peace, Poetry
O take me from the busy crowd,I cannot bear the noise!For Nature's voice is never loud;I seek for quiet joys.The book I love is everywhere,And not in idle words;The book I love is known to all,And better lore affords.
Poetry, Nature
Just take my hand, lead, dance with me...and I will simply follow the blueness of the water, the white waves rolling free...where the earth beneath my feet and stars make my heart whole again...in long and priceless moments of shared solitude...
Love, Dance, Desire
On re-entering cultivated lands, the agitation, perplexity, and turmoil of civilization oppressed and suffocated us; the air seemed to fail us, and we felt every moment as if about to die of asphyxia.
Nature
Nature is shy and noncommittal in a crowd. To learn her secrets, visit her alone or with a single friend, at most. Everything evades you, everything hides, even your thoughts escape you, when you walk in a crowd.
Thoughts, Secrets
Solitude has soft, silky hands, but with strong fingers it grasps the heart and makes it ache with sorrow.
Heart, Sorrow
And suddenly solitude fell across his heart like a dusty reflection. He closed his eyes. The dark doors within him opened and he entered. The next performance in the theater of Grenouille's soul was beginning.
Soul, Heart
But there is saying, and there is doing, and almost always people do something better than they can talk about it, as though the minded body defeats every attempt to select out only the mind part as deserving sole responsibility for the success.
Heart, Mind
If you meet a loner, no matter what they tell you, it’s not because they enjoy solitude. It’s because they have tried to blend into the world before, and people continue to disappoint them.
Reality, Isolation
I’d like to have enough time and quietTo think about absolutely nothing,To not ever feel myself living,To only know myself in others’ eyes, reflected.
Life, Reality, Longing
They were both from the real world, their own distinct ones, but I was somewhere in limbo. Set apart, I didn't know how to let either of them in.
Reality, Romance
We are solitary. We can delude ourselves about this and act as if it were not true. That is all.
Reality
To speak your Heart outnothing can be better than Night and Acoustic guitar !!
Music, Art
Aloneness is a gift. A beautiful gift to the human soul. True and consistent satisfaction comes from the bond you form with yourself. Nobody else is a constant
Spirituality
I can’t help you, I can only guide you, and you are the one who can help yourself.
Life, Love, Grief
I've seen women-and men too, sometimes-as canna bear the sound of their own thoughts, and they maybe dinna make such good matches with those who can.
Marriage, Loneliness
Language ... 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.
Courage, Pain, Loneliness
Noli me tangere,noli me legere,noli me videre,noli me
Pain, Loss, Loneliness
my dearest agony let us be together, i am not seasoned for this solitude.
Pain, Agony
I’m going inside of myself and never coming out.
Pain, Heartbreak