Be alone, that is the secret of invention; be alone, that is when ideas are born.
An Englishman, even if he is alone, forms an orderly queue of one.
We’re born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we’re not alone.
We read to know that we are not alone.
The soul that sees beauty may sometimes walk alone.
