Nowhere can man find a quieter or more untroubled retreat than in his own soul.
Personally, when I go to Tulum, I prefer to be near the action but not in the midst of it.
My best vacation is somewhere I could hide, somewhere warm and not a lot of people around.
It was so much easier to be alone, if one could find just the right location.
I'd go somewhere where no one spoke. I would take a stack of books up to my hips, and I'd read nonstop. And I'd be reading naked.
The National Mall is a special place for my wife and I. We got married on Signers Island in Constitution Gardens. It's a little spot tucked away on the National Mall. There are lots of places like that where you can find a quiet place to get away from it all.
The library would've cheered me up, most days. I loved the heavy oaken tables, the high walls stacked with books to the ceiling, the musty smell of old pages and the heavy brass fixtures that had gone dark with age and wear.
Solitude: a sweet absence of looks.
Surprisingly few outsiders know about the Cuckmere Valley, and it is not uncommon for people to confuse Alfriston with Alfreton in the Derbyshire Peak District.
I need solitude, which is to say, recovery, return to my self, the breath of a free, light, playful air.
I have tender, romantic associations with upstate New York.
I'd leave all the hurry, the noise, and the fray, for a house full of books, and a garden of flowers.
My dream is to have a house on the beach, even just a little shack somewhere so I can wake up, have coffee, look at dolphins, be quiet and breathe the air.
O sweet woods, the delight of solitariness!
She always carried a book, though, in case she needed to read a few pages to avoid unwanted conversation.
I love tranquil solitude.
There should be at least a room or some corner where no one will find you and disturb you or notice you.
The home is a tryst-the place where we retire and shut the world out.
He loved mountains, or he had loved the thought of them marching on the edge of stories brought from far away; but now he was borne down by the insupportable weight of Middle-earth. He longed to shut out the immensity in a quiet room by a fire.
They love the country, and none else, who seek For their own sake its silence and its shade. Delights which who would leave, that has a heart Susceptible of pity, or a mind Cultured and capable of sober thought.
On the approach of spring, I withdraw without reluctance from the noisy and extensive scene of crowds without company, and dissipation without pleasure.
I like to stay in a hotel where it's a dome of silence. I can sit in my room and do nothing.
The New York Public Library is a wonderful gem. I go there to get away from the bustle of the city. They have an incredible collection of menus from all over the city.
A hotel room all to myself is my idea of a good time.
