Hermits have no peer pressure.

I do what I do without hope of reward or fear of punishment. I do not require Heaven or Hell to bribe or scare me into acting decently.

I laugh because I must not cry, that is all, that is all.

Humbling was a nice word, Rahel thought. Humbling along without a care in the world.

those who escape hell
however
never talk about
it
and nothing much
bothers them
after
that.

When I address Fred I never have to raise either my voice or my hopes.

When one's head is gone one doesn't weep over one's hair!

I wept not, so to stone within I grew.

Consider anything, only don’t cry!

Your only problem, perhaps, is that you scream without letting yourself cry.

You see this robe that I wear?” Bellchambers caressingly touched the straight-hanging garment: “At last I have found something that will not bag at the knees.

I live my life free of compromise, and step into the shadows without complaint or regret.

He never asks for endearment, all quiet,
Only gazes at me all the time,
And he bears with a blissful smile
This distressing oblivion of mine.

Holding on to an old title gives you satisfaction without action.