Quote by Edward Hoagland
True solitude is a din of birdsong, seething leaves, whirling colo

True solitude is a din of birdsong, seething leaves, whirling colors, or a clamor of tracks in the snow. – Edward Hoagland

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To relive the relationship between owner and slave we can consider how we treat our cars and dogs — a dog exercising a somewhat similar leverage on our mercies and an automobile being comparable in value to a slave in those days. – Edward Hoagland

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Slavery
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In order to really enjoy a dog, one doesnt merely try to train him to be semi-human. The point of it is to open oneself to the possibility of becoming partly a dog. – Edward Hoagland

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Dogs
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There arent many irritations to match the condescension which a woman metes out to a man who she believes has loved her vainly for the past umpteen years. – Edward Hoagland

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Inside myself is a place where I live all alone, and that’s where I renew my springs that never dry up. – Pearl Buck

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I have a great deal of company in the house, especially in the morning when nobody calls. – Henry David Thoreau

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Solitude

No man should go through life without once experiencing healthy, even bored solitude in the wilderness, finding himself depending solely on himself and thereby learning his true and hidden strength. – Jack Kerouac

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Solitude

The whole business of your life overwhelms you when you live alone. Ones stupefied by it. To get rid of it you try to daub some of it off on to people who come to see you, and they hate that. To be alone trains one for death. – Louis-Ferdinand Celine

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Solitude

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Metaphors are dangerous. Love begins with a metaphor. Which is to say, love begins at the point when a woman enters her first word into our poetic memory. – Milan Kundera

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