#alone

The U.S. cannot go it alone simply when it is convenient. ↗

— Susan Rice

#cannot #convenient #go #simply

As a songwriter, if you can touch people and make them feel a little less alone in the world, then you've done your job. ↗

— Tom Cochrane

#done #feel #job #less #little

Actually, performing is a lot like golf. You are alone, so vulnerable. ↗

— Cathy Rigby

#alone #golf #like #lot #performing

In the country of pain we are each alone. ↗

— May Sarton

#country #each #pain

Virtue alone has majesty in death. ↗

— Edward Young

#death #majesty #virtue

Grant that I may not pray alone with the mouth; help me that I may pray from the depths of my heart. ↗

— Martin Luther

#depths #grant #heart #help #i

Our country will, I believe, sooner forgive an officer for attacking an enemy than for letting it alone. ↗

— Horatio Nelson

#attacking #believe #country #enemy #forgive

Solitude is the soil in which genius is planted, creativity grows, and legends bloom; faith in oneself is the rain that cultivates a hero to endure the storm, and bare the genesis of a new world, a new forest. ↗

— Mike Norton

#bare #bloom #creative #creativity #cultivate

You could say, in a vulgar Freudian way, that I am the unhappy child who escapes into books. Even as a child, I was most happy being alone. This has not changed. ↗

— Slavoj Zizek

#am #being #being alone #books #changed

And Harry remembered his first nightmarish trip into the forest, the first time he had ever encountered the thing that was then Voldemort, and how he had faced him, and how he and Dumbledore had discussed fighting a losing battle not long thereafter. It was important, Dumbledore said, to fight, and fight again, and keep fighting, for only then could evil be kept at bay, though never quite eradicated. . . . And Harry saw very clearly as he sat there under the hot sun how people who cared about him had stood in front of him one by one, his mother, his father, his godfather, and finally Dumbledore, all determined to protect him; but now that was over. He could not let anybody else stand between him and Voldemort; he must abandon forever the illusion he ought to have lost at the age of one, that the shelter of a parent’s arms meant that nothing could hurt him. There was no waking from his nightmare, no comforting whisper in the dark that he was safe really, that it was all in his imagination; the last and greatest of his protectors had died, and he was more alone than he had ever been before. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#darkness #death #fighting #forest #protection