Solitude gives us time to master our creative instincts.

You won't find me socializing, because I love my solitude. You won't find me in parties, because I love my loneliness.

I don't socialize. I don't network. I hate parties. I love my solitude. I love my loneliness. I am living life fulfilling my responsibilities. I love wandering. I love silences.

Solitude is the balm for the bruised soul.

Sometimes he felt his loneliness. But these moments of solitude and loneliness gave meaning to his existence.

There is sadness and then there is happiness. Happiness does not normally make its prescence felt. You have to go deep and feel the true happiness inside your own heart. Happiness can be our solitude, our loineliness, or a few good friends. You must find your happiness and protect your happiness!

Solitude makes a writer weave magic with his magic.

Solitude makes a writer weave magic with his pen.

We finally realize this one day that our solitude is a blessing for us!