Even brave men, and D’Arnot was a brave man, are sometimes frightened by solitude.




(No Ratings Yet)my dearest agony let us be together, i am not seasoned for this solitude.




(No Ratings Yet)Writing begins as a solitary obsession and ends up as communication.




(No Ratings Yet)Then stirs the feeling infinite, so felt / In solitude, where we are least alone.




(No Ratings Yet)Solitude is the place of purification.




(No Ratings Yet)No one loves me, – no one cares for me, but you, mother.




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