It would be nice to avoid the world, to leave it and all its threats and unhappiness. Not to die or anything like that, but to find a place of solitude and solace. — Robert Cormier Copy Share Image
“Solitude my solace, wrapped around me like layers of golden hair. Stacks of books and I can sing as loud as I please all day and night. [from the poem, Rapunzel: I like the Quiet ]” — Jeannine Hall Gailey Copy Share Image