#solitude

...since I realized that he (Picasso) lived in a self-enclosed world and that his solitude was therefore total, I wanted to explore my own solitude. ↗

— Françoise Gilot

#life

Always. At every moment, asleep and awake, during the most sublime and most abject moments, Amaranta thought of Rebeca, because solitude had made a selection in her memory and had burned the dimming piles of nostalgic waste that life had accumulated in her heart, and had purified, magnified, and eternalized the others, the most bitter ones. ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

#solitude #life

My wish has always been to write my own story, to create a life that’s worth writing about. But is a story worth anything at all if I have no one to tell it to? ↗

— Charlotte Eriksson

#life-and-living #life-story #loneliness #solitude #story

Part of me remained forever at Latitude 80 degrees 08 minutes South: what survived of my youth, my vanity, perhaps, and certainly my skepticism. On the other hand, I did take away something that I had not fully possessed before: appreciation of the sheer beauty and miracle of being alive, and a humble set of values. All this happened four years ago. Civilization has not altered my ideas. I live more simply now, and with more peace. ↗

— Admiral Richard E. Byrd

#peace #solitude #beauty

Loneliness becomes a lover, solitude a darling sin. ↗

— Ian Fleming

#james-bond #loneliness #solitude #the-spy-who-loved-me #love

Can I be blamed for wanting a real body, to put my arms around? Without it I too am disembodied. I can listen to my own heartbeat against the bedsprings...but there’s something dead about it, something deserted. ↗

— Margaret Atwood

#arms #body #dead #desire #fantasy

solitude is not absence of love, but its complement ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#love

Wherever they might be they always remember that the past was a lie, that memory has no return, that every spring gone by could never be recovered, and that the wildest and most tenacious love was an ephemeral truth in the end. ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

#garcía #hundred #márquez #of #one

I hold this to be the highest task for a bond between two people: that each protects the solitude of the other. ↗

— Rainer Maria Rilke

#bond #each #highest #hold #i

To go out with the setting sun on an empty beach is to truly embrace your solitude. ↗

— Jeanne Moreau

#embrace #empty #go #out #setting