A Quote by Alexander Pope

Wholesome solitude, the nurse of sense! — © Alexander Pope
Wholesome solitude, the nurse of sense!
Solitude is as needful to the imagination as society is wholesome for the character.
Solitude is the best nurse of wisdom.
In the world of the dreamer there was solitude: all the exaltations and joys came in the moment of preparation for living. They took place in solitude. But with action came anxiety, and the sense of insuperable effort made to match the dream, and with it came weariness, discouragement, and the flight into solitude again. And then in solitude, in the opium den of remembrance, the possibility of pleasure again.
The nurse of full-grown souls is solitude.
No doubt solitude is wholesome, but so is abstinence after a surfeit. The true life of man is in society.
Of course, when one is faced with a canvas, one is no longer alone, and the sense of solitude diminishes. This can be an agreeable passage of time. In fact, solitude then becomes a kind of companion.
Solitude is the nurse of enthusiasm, enthusiasm is the true part of genius.
I find it wholesome to be alone the greater part of the time. To be in company, even with the best, is soon wearisome and dissipating. I love to be alone. I never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude.
I, too, seem to be a connoisseur of rain, but it does not fill me with joy; it allows me to steep myself in a solitude I nurse like a vice I've refused to vanquish.
Milkmen seem so wholesome, and there's no way anybody can be that wholesome.
It was solitude, but it was solitude that wasn't lonely. Solitude that could sort things out. And he hadn't had that in ages.
There is a solitude of space. A solitude of sea. A solitude of death, but these societies shall be compared with that profounder site-that polar privacy. A soul admitted to itself--Finite infinity.
Don't nurse your dreams, Rosy. You can't help having them, but don't nurse them. If you nurse your dreams, they tend to come true.
I adore creating a wonderful environment for people who have an aesthetic sense along with wholesome family values.
I like the dry-cleaners. I like the sense of refreshment and renewal. I like the way dirty old torn clothes are dumped, to be returned clean and wholesome in their slippery transparent cases. Better than confesssion any day. Here there is a true sense of rebirth, redemption, salvation.
Wisdom's self oft seeks to sweet retired solitude, where with her best nurse Contemplation, she plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings that in the various bustle of resort were all to-ruffled, and sometimes impaired.
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