“My self-imposed solitude, at first a punishment I inflicted upon myself, became a kind of solace. I was apart from the city, my only reality the thoughts inside myself. Slowly, without the distractions of other companions and the need to mold and modify my ideas in their company, I came to know my own mind and the kind of purpose I might find in my work.” PhilosophyWisdomKnowing MyselfSolituteLonelyniess Book:The Shore of Women Source: The Shore of Women