Quotes about Solitude
The reason for my starting a diary is that I have no real friend.
- Anne Frank
The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quiet, alone with the heavens, nature and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be.
- Anne Frank
Life is much more successfully looked at from a single window.
- F Scott Fitzgerald
I was alone again in the unquiet darkness.
- F Scott Fitzgerald
smoking had come to be an important punctuation mark in the long sentence of a day on the road.
- F Scott Fitzgerald
And as I walked on I was lonely no longer. I was a guide, a pathfinder, an original settler.
- F Scott Fitzgerald
Books mean more than people to me anyway.
- F Scott Fitzgerald
But I didn't call to him, for he gave a sudden intimation that he was content to be alone - he stretched out his arms toward the dark water in a curious way, and, far as I was from him, I could have sworn he was trembling.
- F Scott Fitzgerald
Mental prayer in my opinion is nothing else than an intimate sharing between friends; it means taking time frequently to be alone with Him who we know loves us. The important thing is not to think much but to love much and so do that which best stirs you to love. Love is not great delight but desire to please God in everything.
- Teresa of Avila
The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quiet, alone with the heavens, nature and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be.
- Anne Frank
As I stood alone and forsaken, and the power of the sea and the battle of the elements reminded me of my own nothingness, and on the other hand, the sure flight of the birds recalled the words spoken by Christ: Not a sparrow shall fall on the ground without your Father: then, all at once, I felt how great and how small I was; then did those two mighty forces, pride and humility, happily unite in friendship.
- Soren Kierkegaard
My soul is like the dead sea, over which no bird can fly; when it gets halfway, it sinks down spent to its death and destruction.
- Soren Kierkegaard