In solitude, where we are least alone. – George Gordon, Lord Byron, Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage

In a soulmate we find not company but a completed solitude. – Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com

But on the first day came veiled spirits from all hours into his soul… a soft intoxication, which the atmosphere of nature, like that of a wine-store, communicated to him, spread itself, like an enchanted solitude around his soul. – Jean Paul Friedrich Richter, Hesperus, or Forty-Five Dog-Post-Days: A Biography,