All men's misfortunes spring from their hatred of being alone.

If it's true that our species is alone in the universe, then I'd have to say the universe aimed rather low and settled for very little.

It's often just enough to be with someone. I don't need to touch them. Not even talk. A feeling passes between you both. You're not alone.

Every man is born as many men and dies as a single one.

It is strange to be known so universally and yet to be so lonely.

All men's miseries derive from not being able to sit in a quiet room alone.

Living alone makes it harder to find someone to blame.

I love to be alone. I never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude.

Look at the sky. We are not alone. The whole universe is friendly to us and conspires only to give the best to those who dream and work.

The time you feel lonely is the time you most need to be by yourself.