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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.
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.
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.
Separation penetrates the disappearing person like a pigment and steeps him in gentle radiance.
Separation penetrates the disappearing person like a pigment and steeps him in gentle radiance.
The moment a man talks to his fellows he begins to lie. - The Silence of the Sea.
The moment a man talks to his fellows he begins to lie. - The Silence of the Sea.
Silence is one great art of conversation.
Silence is one great art of conversation.
One can acquire everything in solitude except character. - On Love, 1822.
One can acquire everything in solitude except character. - On Love, 1822.
How glorious it is -- and also how painful -- to be an exception.
How glorious it is -- and also how painful -- to be an exception.
No matter how close to yours another's steps have grown, in the end there is one dance you'll do alone.
No matter how close to yours another's steps have grown, in the end there is one dance you'll do alone.
