Oh, whoever has been himself alone can never find another’s loneliness strange. — Robert Walser Copy Share Image
“To be alone: icy, iron terror, foretaste of the grave, forerunner of unpitying death. Oh, whoever has been himself alone can never… — Robert Walser Copy Share Image
There is no such sense of solitude as that which we experience upon the silent and vast elevations of great mountains. Lifted… — Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu Copy Share Image
“Loneliness is a strange sort of thing. It creeps on you, quiet and still, sits by your side in the dark, strokes… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
“loneliness is a strange sort of thing. it creeps up on you, quiet and still, sits by your side in the dark,… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
