In solitude I find my answers.

Spend some time alone. There’s so much you don’t know about yourself.

Respect the child. Be not too much his parent. Trespass not on his solitude.

We have to dare to be ourselves, however frightening or strange that self may prove to be.

You need the rain to appreciate the sun, darkness to appreciate light, people to appreciate solitude.

Solitude shows us what should be; society shows us what we are.

The happiest of all lives is a busy solitude.

Make the time to be alone. Your best ideas live within solitude.

Give solitude a chance. You’ve got nothing to lose. And your life to gain back.

Some of us are born to a solitary life.

Solitude is a kind of freedom.

If one is lucky, a solitary fantasy can totally transform one million realities.

In order to understand the world, one has to turn away from it on occasion.

Solitude appeared to me as the only fit state of man.

They who do not fear darkness have learned to light their own candle.

In solitude we realize that nothing human is alien to us.

Whosoever is delighted in solitude, is either a wild beast or a god.

Orlando naturally loved solitary places, vast views, and to feel himself for ever and ever and ever alone.

Disappear. Then, come back even better.