"The worst loneliness is not to be comfortable with oneself."
When pondering this statement I came to the conclusion that the author was trying to express what so many folks these days live with everyday: self-dread. Many humanoids in this day and age are ridden with guilt and feelings of disgust with themselves. Because of the overbearing opinion that one must have a perfect body, family, job and life in general, the pressure is almost unbearable. When alone all the things that are hidden behind the "happy, perfect life" come to mind. There is no way to escape yourself, and that idea in itself is often overwhelming. These thougts cannot be easily erased or silenced, and no one can be quite as honest as yourself.
I like being alone because that is the only time my extremly meloncholy side can come to the surface. I like to think, sometimes it hurts, but I always like to think. Being alone for me is something to look forward to and hope for, not dread and run away from.
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