I covet solitude and storms…and rain, with its geography of dark silence and distance.
I once asked a hermit in Italy how he could venture to live alone, in a single cottage, on the top of a mountain, a mile from any habitation? He replied, that Providence was his next-door neighbor.
A city is a large community where people are lonesome together.
A star is part of a constellation, but surely alone is beautiful.
Laugh, and the world laughs with you. Weep, and you weep alone.
The rain does not all fall on one roof.
Some roads aren’t meant to be travelled alone.
It is better to travel alone than with a bad companion.
Never less alone than when alone.
There’s one thing worse than being alone: wishing you were.