{"quotes":[{"text":"I am not poor, I am not rich; nihil est, nihil deest, I have little, I want nothing: all my treasure is in Minerva’s tower...I live still a collegiate student...And lead a monastic life, ipse mihi theatrum [sufficient entertainment to myself], sequestered from those tumults and troubles of the world...Aulae vanitatem, fori ambitionem, ridere mecum soleo [I laugh to myself at the vanities of the court, the intrigues of public life], I laugh at all.","author":"Robert Burton","tags":["alone","hermit","people","public","quiet","solitary","solitude"],"id":8175,"author_id":"Robert+Burton"},{"text":"Nobody enjoys the company of others as intensely as someone who usually avoids the company of others.","author":"Mokokoma Mokhonoana","tags":["affable","alone","amicable","anchoress","anchorite","anthropocentric","anthropocentrism","antisocial","approachable","ascetic","by-oneself","chummy","cloistered","clubby","communicative","companionable","companionless","convivial","cordial","eremite","extrovert","forthcoming","friendless","friendly","genial","gregarious","hail-fellow-well-met","hermit","hermitic","incommunicado","introvert","isolate","isolation","lone-wolf","lonely","loner","lonesome","marabout","misanthrope","misanthropy","on-one-s-own","open","outgoing","recluse","reclusive","responsive","seclude","secluded","sociable","solitarian","solitary","solitudinarian","troglodyte","unaccompanied","unsociable","warm","withdrawn"],"id":125070,"author_id":"Mokokoma+Mokhonoana"},{"text":"Consciousness is a born hermit.","author":"George Santayana","tags":["alone","born","consciousness","hermit","nature","self","solitary"],"id":125254,"author_id":"George+Santayana"},{"text":"Sometimes the idea of living as a hermit appeals to all of us. No demands, no needs, no pain, no disappointments. But that is because we have been hurt, are worn out.","author":"John Eldredge","tags":["demands","disappointments","hermit","hurt","needs","pain","woman","womanhood","women","worn-out"],"id":144316,"author_id":"John+Eldredge"},{"text":"Silence is the universal refuge, the sequel to all dull discourses and all foolish acts, a balm to our every chagrin, as welcome after satiety as after disappointment; that background which the painter may not daub, be he master or bungler, and which, however awkward a figure we may have made in the foreground, remains ever our inviolable asylum, where no indignity can assail, no personality can disturb us.","author":"Henry David Thoreau","tags":["hermit","silence","solitude","wisdom"],"id":153633,"author_id":"Henry+David+Thoreau"},{"text":"Man was born for society. However little He may be attached to the World, He never can wholly forget it, or bear to be wholly forgotten by it. Disgusted at the guilt or absurdity of Mankind, the Misanthrope flies from it: He resolves to become an Hermit, and buries himself in the Cavern of some gloomy Rock. While Hate inflames his bosom, possibly He may feel contented with his situation: But when his passions begin to cool; when Time has mellowed his sorrows, and healed those wounds which He bore with him to his solitude, think you that Content becomes his Companion? Ah! No, Rosario. No longer sustained by the violence of his passions, He feels all the monotony of his way of living, and his heart becomes the prey of Ennui and weariness. He looks round, and finds himself alone in the Universe: The love of society revives in his bosom, and He pants to return to that world which He has abandoned. Nature loses all her charms in his eyes: No one is near him to point out her beauties, or share in his admiration of her excellence and variety. Propped upon the fragment of some Rock, He gazes upon the tumbling waterfall with a vacant eye, He views without emotion the glory of the setting Sun. Slowly He returns to his Cell at Evening, for no one there is anxious for his arrival; He has no comfort in his solitary unsavoury meal: He throws himself upon his couch of Moss despondent and dissatisfied, and wakes only to pass a day as joyless, as monotonous as the former.","author":"Matthew Lewis","tags":["companionship","contentment","discontentment","hermit","hermits","hopelessness","human-nature","humanity","independence","isolation","loneliness","misanthropy","monotony","philosophy","reclusion","rejection","seclusion","society"],"id":179159,"author_id":"Matthew+Lewis"},{"text":"A fine line separates the weary recluse from the fearful hermit. Finer still is the line between hermit and bitter misanthrope.","author":"Dean Koontz","tags":["agoraphobia","fear","hermit","misanthrope","misanthropy","social-isolation"],"id":242064,"author_id":"Dean+Koontz"},{"text":"Yes. They are the words that finally turned me into the hermit I have now become. It was quite sudden. I saw them, and I knew what I had to do.'The sign read:'Hold stick near center of its length. Moisten pointed end in mouth. Insert in tooth space, blunt end next to gum. Use gentle in-out motion.'It seemed to me,' said Wonko the Sane, 'that any civilization that had so far lost its head as to need to include a set of detailed instructions for use in a package of toothpicks, was no longer a civilization in which I could live and stay sane.","author":"Douglas Adams","tags":["comedy","genius","hermit","insanity","satire","social-anxiety","society"],"id":243420,"author_id":"Douglas+Adams"},{"text":"The Hermit is an important tarot card with much to tell us, but he tends not to be so welcome around the bonfire.","author":"Thomm Quackenbush","tags":["fire","hermit","introvert","tarot"],"id":308372,"author_id":"Thomm+Quackenbush"},{"text":"A hermit never lives alone when he has God as a house guest.","author":"Anthony T. Hincks","tags":["alone","god","guest","hermit","home","lives","lives-alone","philoosphy"],"id":308556,"author_id":"Anthony+T.+Hincks"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":18,"pages":2,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}