“My spirits infallibly rise in proportion to the outward dreariness. Give me the ocean, the desert, or the wilderness! The traveller Burton says of it: “Your morale improves; you become frank and cordial, hospitable and single-minded. . .
I love to be alone. I never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude. We are for the most part more lonely when we go abroad among men than when we stay in our chambers. A man thinking or working is always alone, let him be where he will. Solitude is not measured by the miles of space that intervene between a man and his fellows….. (Thoreau)
as solitary as a dervish in the desert. Sahara, free your spirit