I fell in love with solitude. Submerged myself in it like bathwater, soaked in it, let it wash over my skin, crawl into my pores, settle in my lungs.

I inhale loneliness like it's the sweetest spring air that has ever kissed my lips. When did one become the most beautiful number?

Solitude

I came to a point
where I needed Solitude
and just stop the machine
of 'thinking' and 'enjoying'
what they call 'living'.

I just wanted to lie in the grass
and look at the clouds.

Jack Kerouac

"To make the right choices in life, you have to get in touch with your soul. To do this, you need to experience solitude, which most people are afraid of, because in the silence you hear the truth and know the solutions."

Deepak Chopra

For Solitude

May you recognize in your life the presence,

power, and light of your soul.

May you realize that you are never alone,

that your soul in its brightness and belonging

connects you intimately
with the rhythm of the Universe.

May you have respect
for your individuality and difference.

May you realize ...
that the shape of your soul is unique,

that you have a special destiny here,

that behind the facade of your life

there is something beautiful and eternal happening.

May you learn to see your Self

with the same delight, pride, and expectation

with which God sees you in every moment

John O’Donohue

Irish poet

There is the solitude of suffering, when you go through darkness that is lonely, intense, and terrible.

Words become powerless to express your pain; what others hear from your words is so distant and different from what you are actually suffering.

John O’Donohue

Irish poet

Solitude

It gives you peace

The best release

Makes you at ease.

Better than whiskey

A great companion.

Awesome time pass

It prevents everyone

to trespass.

Solitude - The best companion.

There is nothing like living on an island.

The solitude.
The sound of waves lapping against the shore.
The flight of birds diving for a catch.
It please the senses and rest the soul.

Solitude

How sweet, how passing sweet is solitude!

But grant me still a friend in my retreat,

Whom I may whisper: solitude is sweet.

Jean de la Bruyère

The sound of the sea

The sea awoke at midnight from its sleep,

And round the pebbly beaches far and wide

I heard the first wave of the rising tide

Rush onward with uninterrupted sweep;

A voice out of the silence of the deep,

A sound mysteriously multiplied

As of a cataract from the mountain's side,

Or roar of winds upon a wooded steep.

So comes to us at times, from the unknown

And inaccessible solitudes of Being,

The rushing of the sea-tides of the soul;

And inspirations, that we deem our own,

Are some divine of foreshadowing and foreseeing

Of things beyond our reason or control.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow