For a crowd is not company; and faces are but a gallery of pictures; and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love.
The worst solitude is to have no real friendships.
But we may go further, and affirm most truly, that it is a mere and miserable solitude to want true friends; without which the world is but a wilderness.
He who desires solitude is either an animal or a god.
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