By all means use sometimes to be alone. Salute thyself: see what thy soul doth wear. Dare to look in thy chest; for 'Tis thine own: And tumble up and down what thou findst there. Who cannot rest till he good fellows find, he breaks up house, turns out of doors his mind.
George Herbert (1861). “The poetical works of George Herbert and Reginald Heber: With memoirs. Eight engravings on steel”, p.7
