Schlagwort-Archiv: Einsamkeit

Einsolitary.

That something, which is not,
Nevertheless should populate
Empty night more solidly
Than that with which we copulate,

Aldous Huxley: Brave New World

Retreaceful.

The concept of a retreat didn't make sense to me until I realized that it was how I lived my entire life.

Neil Stephenson: Anathem

Sharelitude.

Solitude is amazing. It's addicting, yet tormenting. I crave it when I don't have it, and when I do have it, sometimes I want to keep it, yet share it with someone else. That kind of sounds contradictory, but, fug it. We are all contradictions.

mr.gr3y: Fug it.

Veralleibt.

Its better to be
Right and alone
Than wrong and in love
Or was it
The other way around

The Spin Wires: No Ones Keeping Score

AG Bühnentechnik.

Most third places are invisible to outsiders.

Simply Solitude.

Is my need for solitude eccentric or does everybody need interludes alone with themselves? I suspect the urgency and frequency of my need is a bit odd. No doubt there's some convoluted psychological explanation which doesn't interest me. We are what we are.

Dervla Murphy: Silverland (2006)

Closed Door.

She'd been gone He'd been alone so long that there were spider webs on the passenger door.

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