I had become, with the approach of night, once more aware of loneliness and time - those two companions without whom no journey can yield us anything.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
As an only child, I may have been alone a lot, but I was never lonely. My invisible friends were my constant companions.
Times may have changed, but there are some things that are always with us - loneliness is one of them.
I'm on this extraordinary adventure, and if I have no one to talk to at the end of the night, I feel lonely.
The whole conviction of my life now rests upon the belief that loneliness, far from being a rare and curious phenomenon, peculiar to myself and to a few other solitary men, is the central and inevitable fact of human existence.
Loneliness adds beauty to life. It puts a special burn on sunsets and makes night air smell better.
In the tumult of men and events, solitude was my temptation; now it is my friend. What other satisfaction can be sought once you have confronted History?
I've always been drawn to solitude, felt a kind of luxurious relief in its self-generated pace and rhythms.
I spent a huge amount of time by myself. I daydreamed and learned how to be alone and not be lonely.
The road had the lonely times, but I kept myself busy.
Loneliness and hunger were my fortunes of creation.