Solitude Quotes — page 16

I gang my own gait and have never belonged to my country, my home, my friends, or even my immediate family, with my whole heart; in the face of all these ties I have never lost an obstinate sense of detachment, of the need for solitude — a …

I started out alone to seek adventures. You don't really have to seek them—that is nothing but a phrase—they come to you.

Perpetual strife can only lead to poverty and oppression, and peace alone can remove these two spectres of poverty and oppression.

reprove the offender by himself alone, out of sight of him who complain'd

Alone, adj. In bad company.

If you cannot live alone, you were born a slave.

The extremes of vice and virtue are alike detestable; absolute virtue is as sure to kill a man as absolute vice is, let alone the dullnesses of it and the pomposities of it.

To be exempt from the passions with which others are tormented, is the only pleasing solitude.

Solitude is unbearable for those who can not bear themselves.

Individuals may form communities, but it is institutions alone that can create a nation.

Revolution alone can "put an end" to the bourgeois state. The state in general, i.e., the most complete democracy, can only "wither away".

The use of force alone is but temporary. It may subdue for a moment; but it does not remove the necessity of subduing again: and a nation is not governed, which is perpetually to be conquered.

Not the external and physical alone is now managed by machinery, but the internal and spiritual also. Here too nothing follows its spontaneous course, nothing is left to be accomplished by old natural methods. Everything has its cunningly …

I am out of humanity's reach. I must finish my journey alone, Never hear the sweet music of speech; I start at the sound of my own.

Nature has no moods. They belong to man alone.

Hearts with one purpose alone Through summer and winter, seem Enchanted to a stone To trouble the living stream.

The foolish and the dead alone never change their opinions.

I sometimes think a mighty lover Takes every burning kiss we give: His lights are those which round us hover: For him alone our lives we live.

Those, whose time is fully occupied, seldom complain of solitude.

We two kept house, the Past and I, The Past and I; I tended while it hovered nigh, Leaving me never alone.

Awake, my soul! not only passive praise Thou owest! not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks and secret ecstasy. Awake, Voice of sweet song! awake, my heart, awake! Green vales and icy cliffs, all join my hymn.

I fervently wish no misery ever came near anyone; yet it is that alone that gives us an insight into the depths of our lives, does it not? In our moments of anguish, gates barred forever seem to open and let in many a flood of light.

In every aspect of the day Jesus was aware of the Father. He beheld Him in the clouds and in the shadows of the clouds that pass over the earth.

My heart was a habitation large enough for many guests, but lonely and chill, and without a household fire. I longed to kindle one! It seemed not so wild a dream.