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"Like dry ground welcoming the rain, he let the solitude, silence, and loneliness soak in."
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"It was a different sense of isolation from what he normally felt in Japan. And not such a bad feeling, he decided. Being alone in two senses of the word was maybe like a double negation of isolation. In other words, it made perfect sense for him, a foreigner, to feel isolated here. The thought calmed him. He was in exactly the right place."
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"People are always relying on another, i always feel more comfortable alone. Art knows my pain, its not just a desire to paint, a hobby to distract me from living my truth, it is my truth."
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"Loneliness chosen is always preferable to loneliness imposed."
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"Though solitude, endured too long, Bids youthful joys too soon decay, Makes mirth a stranger to my tongue, And overclouds my noon of day;When kindly thoughts that would have way, Flow back discouraged to my breast;I know there is, though far away, A home where heart and soul may rest.Warm hands are there, that, clasped in mine, The warmer heart will not belie;While mirth, and truth, and friendship shineIn smiling lip and earnest eye.The ice that gathers round my heartMay there be thawed; and sweetly, then, The joys of youth, that now depart, Will come to cheer my soul again."
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"It was as if this night were only one of thousands of nights, world without end, night curving into night to make a great arching line of which I couldn't see the end, a night in which I roamed alone under cold, mindless stars."
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"You cannot be lonely if you like the person you're alone with."
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"This was not my moment to be seeking romance and (as day follows night) to further complicate my already knotty life. This was my moment to look for the kind of healing and peace that can only come from solitude."
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"A wounded heart needs aloof."
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"I am solitary as grass. What is it I miss?Shall I ever find it, whatever it is?"
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"And that is why it is so important to be solitary and attentive when one is sad: because the seemingly uneventful and motionless moment when our future steps into us is so much closer to life than that other loud and accidental point of time when it happens to us as if from outside. The quieter we are, the more patient and open we are in our sadnesses, the more deeply and serenely the new presence can enter us, and the more we can make it our own."
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"I wasn't in love with her. And she didn't love me. For me the question of love was irrelevant. What I sought was the sense of being tossed about by some raging, savage force, in the midst of which lay something absolutely crucial. I had no idea what that was. But I wanted to thrust my hand right inside her body and touch it, whatever it was."
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"Mountains, according to the angle of view, the season, the time of day, the beholder's frame of mind, or any one thing, can effectively change their appearance. Thus, it is essential to recognize that we can never know more than one side, one small aspect of a mountain."
Perspective

"Each "way of thinking" has its own shape and color, which wax and wane like the moon."
Thought

"It's easy to talk big, but the important thing is whether or not you clean up the shit."
Ethics

"Reality spilled out into the alley like water from an overfilled bowl - as sound, as smell, as image, as plea, as response."
Experience

"Being alive, if you had to define it, meant emitting a variety of smells."
Life

"I miss you something awful sometimes."
Emotion

"I'm not totally mad at you. I'm just sad. You're all locked up in that little world of yours, and when I try knocking on the door, you just sort of look up for a second and go right back inside."
Sadness

"Sometimes when I look at you, I feel I'm gazing at a distant star. It's dazzling, but the light is from tens of thousands of years ago.Maybe the star doesn't even exist any more. Yet sometimes that light seems more real to me than anything."
Inspirational

"I mean, public libraries like this one were always short of money, so building even the tiniest of labyrinths had to be beyond their means."
Imagination
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