I choose solitude over cold kisses. If it isn’t love, it is poison.
I’ve learnt that solitude is sometimes a path that leads to peace
Even brave men, and D’Arnot was a brave man, are sometimes frightened by solitude.
my dearest agony let us be together, i am not seasoned for this solitude.
Writing begins as a solitary obsession and ends up as communication.
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