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Loneliness is like the common cold, a contagious disease which we
Loneliness is like the common cold, a contagious disease which we catch in public places and suffer in privacy. We turn from a man’s loneliness as i...

The medium of poetry isn’t language, really; it’s human
The medium of poetry isn’t language, really; it’s human loneliness, a loneliness that poets, having received it themselves from earlier poets, tra...

Thoreau was sure that we could have an original love affair with
Thoreau was sure that we could have an original love affair with the universe, but only if we decline to marry the world, and he suspected that the di...

I love going on walks by myself. No pressure to keep up
I love going on walks by myself. No pressure to keep up conversation. And there is something about movement that helps me think. To charge an idea wit...

I have committed the worst of sins One can commit. I have not
I have committed the worst of sins One can commit. I have not been Happy. Let the glaciers of oblivion Take and engulf me, mercilessly. My parents bor...

[...]human relationships, even the most unforgettable ones, are
[...]human relationships, even the most unforgettable ones, are only a matter of fortuitous performances—and perhaps not so much by human beings as ...