Quotes about Solitude

My overcoat is worn out my shirts also are worn out. And I ask to be allowed to have a lamp in the evening it is indeed wearisome sitting alone in the dark.

This perpetual hurry of business and company ruins me in soul if not in body. More solitude and earlier hours!

And I was taught to feel, perhaps too much, The self-sufficing power of solitude.

She died, and left to me This heath, this calm and quiet scene, The memory of what has been, And never more will be.

Therefore, let the moon shine on thee in thy solitary walk; And let the misty-mountain winds be free to blow against thee.

But oft, in lonely rooms, and mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart, And passing even into my purer mind With tranquil restoration;—feelings too Of unremembered pleasures; such, perhaps, As have made no trivial influence On that best portion of a good man's life; His little, nameless, unremembered acts Of kindness and of love.

The Man of Science seeks truth as a remote and unknown benefactor; he cherishes and love it in his solitude: the Poet, singing a song in which all human beings join with him, rejoices in the presence of truth as our visible friend and hourly companion.

Resigned to vacant musing, Unreproved neglect of all things And deliberate holiday.

They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude And then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils

Uncompromising thought is the luxury of the closeted recluse.

Abbandonarsi ai propri pensieri per un'ora, ogni giorno, senza scopo: basta questo per rimanere qualcosa che somigli a un uomo

Since the death of his daughter, a consumptive, he had not thrashed a woman; he lived alone.