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Quote by Cormac McCarthy

“Live by yourself and you bound to talk yourself and when ye commence that folks start it up that you're light in the head. But I reckon it's all right to talk to a dog since most folks do even if a dog don't understand and cain't answer if he did.”

Book:Outer Dark

Work

Outer Dark

This novel delves into the eerie and mysterious, weaving a tale of a woman's journey through a desolate landscape, where the line between reality and the supernatural blurs. more

Author

Cormac McCarthy

American novelist known for his profound literary style and rich imagination. His notable works include 'The Border Trilogy' and 'No Country for Old Men'. more

“From the outside looking in, i think my life would appear very isolated, occupying a huge empty space, with hollow-sounding, emotional echoes. But in reality, this solitary sanctuary i inhabit, allows my artistic nature to sing at the top of its lungs. My feelings have the space they need to breathe. And my art can gain the momentum, it requires, to bubble up to the surface of consciousness. For me, creativity is a chaotic and quiet hybrid, an entity that seeks a safe place to call home.”

Creativity Solitude Being An Artist Jaeda Dewalt The Creative Process Being An Introvert

Author:Jaeda DeWalt

“Living without personal boundaries is like trying to hold my breath and gasp for air, at the same time, it doesn't work. My introverted nature requires solitary sanctuary, to breathe. My internal batteries need time to recharge if i am to give from a place of abundance.”

Solitude Jaeda Dewalt Personal Boundaries Being An Introvert Solitary Sanctuary

Author:Jaeda DeWalt

“It was either the chaos of a crowd of thoughts or the silence of solitude... nothing in between..”

Life Lost Silence Solitude Chaos Desert Two Sides Crowd Fork

Author:Sanhita Baruah

“He had grown fat on solitude, he thought, and had learned to expect nothing from the day but at best a dull contentment. Sometimes the dullness came to the fore with a strange and insistent ache which he would entertain briefly, but learn to keep at bay. Mostly, however, it was the contentment he entertained; the slow ease and the silence could, once night had fallen, fill him with a happiness that nothing, no society nor the company of any individual, no glamour or glitter, could equal.”

Silence Solitude

Book:The Master