#sol

ESTRAGON: Don't touch me! Don't question me! Don't speak to me! Stay with me! VLADIMIR: Did I ever leave you? ESTRAGON: You let me go. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#solidarity #friendship

Friendship, according to Proust, is the negation of that irremediable solitude to which every human being is condemned. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#friendship #solitude #friendship

لن يشجعك رفاقك الآتون، ولن يواسوك. لن يدلوك على ما فيك من عناصر الخير والصدق. بالعكس.. سيحصون عليك كل غلطة، ولن يروا غير عيوبك، ولن يبينوا لك إلا ما أنت فيه مخطئ، سيفعلون ذلك وفي نفوسهم فرح خبيث. وإذا تظاهروا لك بأنهم لا يحفلون بأمرك بل يزدرون شأنك، كانوا في الحقيقة يفرحون لكل ما تقع فيه من أخطاء (كأن الإنسان معصوم من الخطأ!). ↗

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky

#solitude #friendship

Too much of what is called "education" is little more than an expensive isolation from reality. ↗

— Thomas Sowell

#education #expensive #isolation #little #more

Many Survivors blame themselves for the abuse and continue to feel responsible and guilty for anything bad that happens to them or to other people they know. Survivors often feel bad about themselves and different from other people. They therefore isolate themselves from other people and avoid making close friendships. ↗

— Carolyn Ainscough

#child-abuse #isolation #rape #sexual-abuse #survivors

Companionship is a foreign concept to some people. They fear it as much as the majority of people fear loneliness. ↗

— Criss Jami

#companion #companionship #different #extroversion #fear

Stroking a blob as it rolled along her face with one hand, and with the other gently grasping a lump on the back of her accident-prone head, I told my sweet sack of potatoes I knew just what she needed. A thermometer reading. ↗

— Benson Bruno

#consolation #funny #thermometer #funny

Funny that. We live in islands of Hours and we never seem to have time enough for anything... ↗

— Clive Barker

#absolute-midnight #clive-barker #time #wasted-time #funny

My name it means nothing my fortune is less My future is shrouded in dark wilderness Sunshine is far away, clouds linger on Everything I posessed - Now they are gone Oh where can I go to and what can I do? Nothing can please me only thoughts are of you You just laughed when I begged you to stay I've not stopped crying since you went away The world is a lonely place when you're on your own Guess I will go home - sit down and moan. Crying and thinking is all that I do Memories I have remind me of you ↗

— Black Sabbath

#home

You are at my side, dear friends, and God is everywhere. Yet ultimately we are alone, making our way home by the candle of the heart. The light is steady and sure but extends only far enough to see the next step. Many times the light seems to go out. But another light, one held by a stranger or friend, a book or a song, a blackbird or a wild flower, comes close enough so that we can see our path by its light. And in time we realize that the light we have borrowed was always our own. ↗

— Joan Borysenko

#solitude #sprituality #home