Solitude (n.) is the wall remorse builds round you before it flings itself upon you.
Solitude (n.) unnoticed is still solitude: the Self-Taught Man is as lonely as I am, only he doesn't realize it.
Solitude (n.) strips credibility away along with friends: living alone, you forget what it means to recount anything.
Solitude (n.) is not something you can take sides with; go too far and you can no longer take refuge among the others.
Solitude (n.) is the price of seeing the improbable: alone you make a terrible witness, but you miss nothing too tall to be believed in cafes.
Solitude (n.) in a man is so splendid that you instantly want to keep him company — which ends his being alone; the world is badly made.
Solitude (n.) makes no fellowship: there is no sympathy between us, we are alike, that's all — two wanderers without memory who can do nothing for one another.
Solitude (n.) puts some men to sleep: when M. Fasquelle's cafe empties, his head empties too — when this man is lonely he sleeps.
Solitude (n.) is what lovers seek because the appearance of any third person is the destruction of their love — yet even alone in my room, we exist for all consciousnesses.