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“What happened to Kafka is the same as what happened to me. He withdrew, he went too far into solitude and knew he must have known, you never come back from there.”

Quote by Alejandra Pizarnik

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Alejandra Pizarnik

Alejandra Pizarnik was an Argentine poet known for her unique poetic style and profound introspection. Her works often explore themes of loneliness, love, and death, earning her acclaim from readers and critics alike. more

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“No matter how much he loved someone, he still couldn't share his life with them. He needed solitary time every day to concentrate, and he couldn't stand it when someone's presence threw off his concentration. If he lived with someone he knew he would end up detesting them. Whether it was his parents, a wife, or children. He feared that above all. He wasn't afraid of loving someone. What he feared was growing to hate someone.”

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“Away, away, from men and towns, To the wild wood and the downs— To the silent wilderness Where the soul need not repress Its music lest it should not find An echo in another's mind, While the touch of Nature's art Harmonizes heart to heart.”

Poetry Nature Solitude

Book:The Complete Poems

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“This was the sound he cherished when alone in the stillness of his rooms. He sought and guarded the stillness, so that it might prevail there till the inevitable sounds of life, once more, comparatively coarse and harsh, should smother and deaden it—doubtless by the same process with which they would officiously heal the ache in his soul that was somehow one with it.”

Book:The Wings of the Dove

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“So strange is the human being that in the midst of my new life and fulfilled wishes, I was sometimes aware of a slight, fleeting, subconscious desire for solitude, for even boring and empty days. It seemed to me that the time I had spent at home and the dreary uneventful life from which I was so glad to escape, was something desirable.”

Solitude Boredom Gertrude Hermann Hesse Grass Is Greener Vicissitudes Of Life

Book:Gertrude

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“It wasn’t the first time someone had disappeared from my life due to my own fault: due to my tendency to solitude and silence, dut to my sometimes unjustifiable reserve, due to my inability to keep relationships alive (even those I have with people I love or who genuinely interest me). This has always been one of my great defects, and it has caused me more than one disappointment and has dissapointed other more than once. There’s nothing I can do aboutn it, however, because nobody changes their nature by the mere force of will.”

Solitude Introvert Recluse

Book:La forma de las ruinas

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“Still to ourselves in every place consign'd, Our own felicity we make or find.”

Happiness Solitude

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Source: The Deserted Village, The Traveler, and Other Poems

“One of those small but sharp recollections that return, lacerating your self-respect like tiny penknives, and forcing from your lips, as you sit alone, sudden, insane-sounding interjections.”

Solitude Memory Embarrassment

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“After long years of solitary meditation, Jenny had come to accept that, for her, magic was a depth and a stillness rather than the moving brilliance that it was for the great.”

Meditation Solitude Depth Stillness

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“Besides, if truth be told, what I eat, even if it’s bread and onion, tastes better to me in my corner without fancy or respectful manners, than a turkey would at other tables where I have to chew slowly , not drink too much, wipe my mouth a lot, not sneeze or cough if I feel like it, or do other things that come with solitude and freedom.”

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“On days like this, birthdays, the anniversary of the wave, I want to be alone. Alone, I am close to them, I slip back into our life, or they slip into mine, undisturbed.”

Loss Grief Solitude Memory Mourning Anniversaries

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