In the East, at least, November is a sear month, beautiful for its bleakness.
|A Cottage by the Sea||
I had a mysterious awakening to the fact that where I actually am is where I belong, namely in solitude, in my cell. Suddenly I saw that “this is it….” And I got my eye off achievement.
Mary Margaret Funk
Solitude is that state or condition of living alone, in any of its many forms, without the pain of loneliness or isolation being an intrinsic component of that state or condition.
A writer needs to pine for solitude, court it, steal it away from the rest of the so-called real life.
You understand so little of what is around you because you do not use what is within you.
St. Hildegard von Bingen (1098–1179)
Christ is found not in loud and pompous declarations, but in humble and fraternal dialogue.