Solitude is dangerous to reason, without being favourable to virtue.... Remember that the solitary mortal is certainly luxurious, probably superstitious, and possibly mad.
(Samuel Johnson (1709-1784), British author, lexicographer. repr. In Johnsonian Miscellanies, vol. 1, ed. George Birkbeck Hill, p. 219 (1891). Quoted in Hester Piozzi, Anecdotes of the Late Samuel Johnson (1786).)
It is easy in the world to live after the world's opinion; it is easy in solitude to live after our own; but the great man is he who in the midst of a crowd keeps with perfect sweetness the independence of solitude.
(Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882), U.S. essayist, poet, philosopher. "Self-Reliance," Essays, First Series (1841, repr. 1847).)
The poem is about comprehension of beauty. While looking for an apt image, I came across this and learned about Wabi-sabi. I am a Wabi-sabist partially. Actually I had seen an image of an empty worn out wooden chair on Gabriel Garcia Marquez's celebrated novel One hundred years of solitude, although the theme was isolation and endless waiting there, I like that. I am fascinated by still lonely images in exotic interior spaces.
(Charu Gandhi. In response to the poem 'Just Another')