Inspiration in solitude is a major commodity for poets and philosophers. They're all for it. They all speak highly of themselves for seeking it out, at least for an hour or even two before they hurry home for tea.

How graceful, how benign, is solitude.

No doubt about it, solitude is improved by being voluntary.

NOst of these artistic types went outdoors to be alone.

The larger the ego, the less the need for other egos around. The more modest and humble we feel, the more we suffer from solitude, feeling ourselves inadequate company.

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Conclusion

I am different. One can easily distinguish me from others, who almost do everything with those need to be company either. By contrast, however, I choose to be alone on purpose, by which way I can smell the life better.