“In a cool solitude of treesWhere leaves and birds a music spin,Mind that was weary is at ease,New rhythms in the soul begin.- In a Cool Solitude of Trees”

“To a BoyBoy,you are a hidden watering place under the treeswhere, as the day darkens, gentle beasts with calm eyesappear one after another.Even if the sun drops flaming at the end of the fields where grass stirs greenlyand a wind pregnant with coolness and night-dew agitates your leafy bush,it is only a premonition.The tree of solitude that soars with ferocity,crowned with a swirling night,still continues in your dark place.─Translated from the Japanese by Hiroaki Sato”

“In the world of the dreamer there was solitude: all the exaltations and joys came in the moment of preparation for living. They took place in solitude. But with action came anxiety, and the sense of insuperable effort made to match the dream, and with it came weariness, discouragement, and the flight into solitude again. And then in solitude, in the opium den of remembrance, the possibility of pleasure again.”

“There is a solitude of space,A solitude of sea,A solitude of death, but theseSociety shall be,Compared with that profounder site,That polar privacy,A Soul admitted to itself:Finite infinity.”

“spirit and his solitude, and for ten years did not weary of it. But finally he had a change of heart”

“You’re a loner in body, mind, and soul. A writer who spends a day of solitude in the office is plagued by a mind that travels with the body. The work never stops.”