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Sometimes I need what only you can provide, your absence.
Sometimes I need what only you can provide, your absence.
To fly from, need not be to hate, makind: All are not fit with them to stir and toil, Nor read more
To fly from, need not be to hate, makind: All are not fit with them to stir and toil, Nor is it discontent to keep the mind Deep in its fountain. - Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, 1818.
Absence blots people out. We really have no absent friends.
Absence blots people out. We really have no absent friends.
Oh to have a lodge in some vast wilderness. Where rumors of oppression and deceit, of unsuccessful and successful wars read more
Oh to have a lodge in some vast wilderness. Where rumors of oppression and deceit, of unsuccessful and successful wars may never reach me anymore.
Only in solitude do we find ourselves; and in finding ourselves, we find in ourselves all our brothers in solitude. read more
Only in solitude do we find ourselves; and in finding ourselves, we find in ourselves all our brothers in solitude. - Essays and Soliloquies, 1924.
The heart may think it knows better: the senses know that absence blots people out. We really have no absent read more
The heart may think it knows better: the senses know that absence blots people out. We really have no absent friends. The friend becomes a traitor by breaking, however unwillingly or sadly, out of our own zone: a hard judgment is passed on him, for all the pleas of the heart.
There are places and moments in which one is so completely alone that one sees the world entire. - Journal, read more
There are places and moments in which one is so completely alone that one sees the world entire. - Journal, December, 1900.
In solitude, be a multitude to thyself. Tibullus by all means use sometimes to be alone.
In solitude, be a multitude to thyself. Tibullus by all means use sometimes to be alone.
To dare to live alone is the rarest courage; since there are many who had rather meet their bitterest enemy read more
To dare to live alone is the rarest courage; since there are many who had rather meet their bitterest enemy in the field, than their own hearts in their closet. - Lacon, 1825.
