I love not man the less …

solitude

Lord Byron (1788 – 1824)

“There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is a society where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not Man the less, but Nature more…”

― George Gordon Byron, Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage

“For the heart roars with poetry when it hits a turning point.”