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There are days when solitude is a heady wine that intoxicates you with freedom, others when it is a bitter tonic, and still others when it is a poison that makes you beat your head against the wall.

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    Solitude is the profoundest fact of the human condition. Man is the only being who knows he is alone.

    Loneliness is so cruel, it makes a person feel like he or she is all by himself or herself.