There is no loneliness greater than the loneliness of a failure. The failure is a stranger in his own house.
With some people solitariness is an escape not from others but from themselves. For they see in the eyes of others only a reflection of themselves.
The end comes when we no longer talk with ourselves. It is the end of genuine thinking and the beginning of the final loneliness. The remarkable thing is that the cessation of the inner dialogue marks also the end of our concern with the world around us. It is as if we noted the world and think about it only when we have to report it to ourselves.