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Gabriel Garcia Marquez

"During the luncheon he paid attention to no one except his own phantoms."

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"During the luncheon he paid attention to no one except his own phantoms."

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Akiroq Brost

"And now if you'll excuse me, I should like to finish my book, alone, without the presence of a single ringleted girl to disrupt me. If you should come for me at dinner and find me in my chair, gone to the angels at last, you shall know that I died alone, which is to say in a state of utter bliss."

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"Solitude with God is a place for pregnancy."

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"If that which we have found is the corruption of solitude, then what can men wish for save corruption? If this is the great evil of being alone, than what is good and what is evil?"

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"I need to be alone. I need to ponder my shame and my despair in seclusion; I need the sunshine and the paving stones of the streets without companions, without conversation, face to face with myself, with only the music of my heart for company."

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"A person realizes inner calm and a state of rapturous peacefulness with nature whenever they stand in solitude and contemplate their existence in an infinite world filled with multiple galaxies."

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"Solitude is not measured by the miles of space that intervene between a man and his fellows."

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"There is a magic in walking alone, in thinking alone: If there is no one to contact you around, the universe starts contacting you!"

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"He felt the urge to go into the desert, to see if it's silence held the answers to his questions."

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"A writer takes earnest measures to secure his solitude and then finds endless ways to squander it."

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"I'd prefer to be alone by myself,than alone in a room full of people."

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"This was when she asked him whether it was true that love conquered all, as the songs said. 'It is true', he replied, 'but you would do well not to believe it."
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"He walked out into a different city, one that was perfumed by the last dahlias of June, and onto a street out of his youth, where the shadowy widowsfrom five o'clock Mass were filing by. But now it was he, not they, who crossed the street, so they would not see the tears he could no longer hold back, not his midnight tears, as he thought, but other tears: the ones he had been swallowing for fifty-one years, nine months and four days."
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