The cure for loneliness is solitude. - Marianne Moore

And whence is courage: the unanswered question, the resolute doubt, — dumbly calling, deafly listening — that in misfortune, even death, encourages others and in its defeat, stirs the soul to be strong?

What of it? We call them brave perhaps? Yes; what if the time should come when no one will fight for anything and there's nothing of worth to save.

Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads.