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    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.

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Solitude is as needful to the imagination as society is wholesome for the character. - Among My Books, 1870.

Solitude is as needful to the imagination as society is wholesome for the character. - Among My Books, 1870.

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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.

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He never is alone that is accompanied with noble thoughts. - Love's Cure, 1647.

He never is alone that is accompanied with noble thoughts. - Love's Cure, 1647.

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Children love to be alone because alone is where they know themselves, and where they dream. - The Man in read more

Children love to be alone because alone is where they know themselves, and where they dream. - The Man in the Water, 1994.

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Absence blots people out. We really have no absent friends.

Absence blots people out. We really have no absent friends.

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We're our own dragons as well as our own heroes, and we have to rescue ourselves from ourselves.

We're our own dragons as well as our own heroes, and we have to rescue ourselves from ourselves.

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How glorious it is -- and also how painful -- to be an exception.

How glorious it is -- and also how painful -- to be an exception.

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One can acquire everything in solitude except character. - On Love, 1822.

One can acquire everything in solitude except character. - On Love, 1822.

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Regrets are idle; yet history is one long regret. Everything might have turned out so differently. - My Summer in read more

Regrets are idle; yet history is one long regret. Everything might have turned out so differently. - My Summer in a Garden.

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