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  1. C.S. Lewis _ The Weight of Glory

    We live, in fact, in a world starved for solitude, silence, and private: and therefore starved for meditation and true friendship.
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  2. Fyodor Dostoyevsky _ Notes from Underground

    Oh, tell me, who first declared, who first proclaimed that man only does nasty things because he does not know his own real interests; and that if he were enlightened, if his eyes were opened to his real normal interests, man would at once cease to do nasty things, would at once become good and noble because, being enlightened and understanding his real advantage, he would see his own advantage in the good and nothing else… . Oh, the babe! Oh, the pure, innocent child!
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  3. Henry David Thoreau _ Walden

    I find it wholesome to be alone the greater part of the time. To be in company, even with the best, is soon wearisome and dissipating. I love to be alone. I never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude.
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  4. Virginia Woolf _ The Waves

    I want someone to sit beside after the day's pursuit and all its anguish, after its listening, and its waitings, and its suspicions. After quarrelling and reconciliation I need privacy - to be alone with you, to set this hubbub in order. For I am as neat as a cat in my habits.
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  5. Ursula K. Le Guin _ The Dispossessed

    Privacy, in fact, was almost as desirable for physics as it was for sex.
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  6. Jean-Paul Sartre _ The Flies

    Be quiet! Anyone can spit in my face, and call me a criminal and a prostitute. But no one has the right to judge my remorse.
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  7. Anne Carson _ Autobiography of Red

    .... . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . The jacket shifted. Geryon peered out.
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  8. V.C. Andrews _ Flowers in the Attic

    Or was Chris thinking, as I was, that if we went tothe police and told our story, our faces would be splashed on the frontpages of every newspaper in the country? Would the glare of publicitymake up for what we'd lose? Our privacy-our need to stay together?Could we lose each other just to get even?
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  9. Joan Didion _ Slouching Towards Bethlehem

    There is a common superstition that "self-respect" is a kind of charm against snakes, something that keeps those who have it locked in some unblighted Eden, out of strange beds, ambivalent conversations, and trouble in general. It does not at all. It has nothing to do with the face of things, but concerns instead a separate peace, a private reconciliation.
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  10. Gabriel García Márquez _ Gabriel García Márquez: a Life

    All human beings have three lives: public, private, and secret.
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  11. Mark Helprin _ Winter's Tale

    Mr. de Pinto, the dog who protects sheep quickly learns how to direct them, and it becomes a habit. The people have been trained by their 'watchmen' to jump, and to trample what the 'watchmen' want trampled."I have found, that those who would guard the people are their governors. The government admits that it is a government. The press pretends that it is not. But what a pretense! You orchestrate entire populations. And who elected you? No one. You are self-appointed, you speak for no one, and therefore you have no right to question me as if you represent the common good.
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  12. Sue Monk Kidd _ The Dance of the Dissident

    But secluding my experience during that early period was both cowardly and wise. Some things are too fragile, too vulnerable to bring into the public eye. Tender things with tiny roots tend to wither in the glare of public scrutiny. By holding my awakening within, I contained the energy of it, and it fed me the way blood feeds muscle. It fed me a certain propelling energy, and I kept moving forward.
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