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Quotes about Solitude

If that which we have found is the corruption of solitude, then what can men wish for save corruption? If this is the great evil of being alone, than what is good and what is evil?
— Ayn Rand
The air is pure under the ground. There is no odor of men.
— Ayn Rand
Her work was all she had or wanted. But there were times, like tonight, when she felt that sudden, peculiar emptiness, which was not emptiness, but silence, not despair, but immobility, as if nothing within her were destroyed, but everything stood still.
— Ayn Rand
There were no traces of human existence around them. Old ruts, overgrown with grass, made human presence seem more distant, adding the distance of years to the distance of miles. A haze of twilight remained over the ground, but in the breaks between the tree trunks there were leaves that hung in patches of shining green and seemed to light the forest. The leaves hung still. They walked, alone to move through a motionless world. She noticed suddenly that they had not said a word for a long time.
— Ayn Rand
It was a small, dim room and the air in it seemed heavy, as if it had not been disturbed for years.
— Ayn Rand
Mr. Roark, we're alone here. Why don't you tell me what you think of me? In any words you wish. No one will hear us." "But I don't think of you." Toohey
— Ayn Rand
I should like to write my books only for the dear person who lies awake reading in bed until page last, then lets the open book fall gently on her face, to touch her smile or drink her tears.
— Barbara Kingsolver
Solitude is a human presumption. Every quiet step is thunder to beetle life underfoot, a tug of impalpable thread on the web pulling mate to mate and predator to prey, a beginning or an end.
— Barbara Kingsolver
Always we walk each other home. And always we walk some of it alone.
— Barbara Kingsolver
It is in his absence I prosper.
— Barbara Kingsolver
Solitude is only a human presumption. Every quiet step is thunder to beetle life underfoot; every choice is a world made new for the chosen.
— Barbara Kingsolver
It is in deep solitude and silence that I find the gentleness with which I can truly love my brother and sister.
— Thomas Merton