Solitude, isolation, are painful things and beyond human endurance.[La solitude, l’isolement sont choses tristes, au-dessus des forces humaines…]
Society is no comfort to one not sociable.
A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.
The tragedy of sexual intercourse is the perpetual virginity of the soul.
Other people are quite dreadful. The only possible society is oneself.
Isolation is the worst possible counselor.[El peor consejero es el aislamiento.]
I have such a fear of finding another like myself, and such a desire to find one! I am so utterly lonely, but I also have such a fear that my isolation be broken through, and I no longer be the head and ruler of my universe.
I have been studying how I may compare this prison where I live unto the world: and for because the world is populous, and here is not a creature but myself, I cannot do it. Yet I’ll hammer it out.
An isolated person requires correspondence as a means of seeing his ideas as others see them, and thus guarding against the dogmatisms and extravagances of solitary and uncorrected speculation.
A good artist should be isolated. If he isn’t isolated, something is wrong.
A creation of importance could be produced only when its author isolates himself.
