Solitary is the state of being alone. The term may refer to:
- shortened form of solitary confinement in jail
- Solitary but social, a type of social organization in biology where individuals forage alone but share sleeping space
- Solitary (Lost), an episode of the TV series Lost
- Solitary (TV series), a reality show made by FOX
- Solitary (album), 2008 album by Don Dokken
- Solitary ritual, occult practice
- Solitary Mountain, a mountain in Yukon, Canada
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... A solitary neurofibroma (also known as a "Solitary nerve sheath tumor," and "Sporadic neurofibroma") may be 2 to 20mm in diameter, is soft, flaccid ...
... The solitary has only himself to regard yet, "charity seeks not itself" ... Again, the solitary will not equally discover his faults, there being no one to correct him with meekness and mercy ... The great danger to the solitary is self-complacency he is not put to the test, so that he is unable to learn his faults or his progress ...
... The Solitary lymphatic nodules (or "solitary follicles") are structures found in the small intestine and large intestine ...
Famous quotes containing the word solitary:
“He interested me because he was so quiet and solitary and so happy withal; a well of good humor and contentment which overflowed at his eyes. His mirth was without alloy.”
—Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)
“In this country, don’t forget, a habit is no damn private hell. There’s no solitary confinement outside of jail. A habit is hell for those you love. And in this country it’s the worst kind of hell for those who love you.”
—Billie Holiday (1915–1959)
“O you singers solitary, singing by yourself, projecting me,
O solitary me listening, never more shall I cease perpetuating you
Never more shall I escape, never more the reverberations,
Never more the cries of unsatisfied love be absent from me,
Never again leave me to be the peaceful child I was before what
there in the night,
By the sea under the yellow and sagging moon,
The messenger there aroused, the fire, the sweet hell within,
The unknown want, the destiny of me.”
—Walt Whitman (1819–1892)