When you’re not feeling holy, your loneliness says that you’ve sinned.
Loneliness is the poverty of self; solitude is the richness of self.
In utter loneliness a writer tries to explain the inexplicable.
If you are afraid of loneliness, don’t marry.[Если боитесь одиночества, то не женитесь.]
I only go out to get me a fresh appetite for being alone.