Montaigne, On Solitude

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 "We should set aside a room, just for ourselves, at the back of the shop, keeping it entirely free and establish there our true liberty, our principle solitude and asylum." 

Related to this morning’s post: at present, I’ve got the room at the back of the shop, even in a little corner, a bit of entirety, a dash of liberty, a generous heaping of solitude (save for the dogchildren) and, especially over the last couple days – though not in the sense Montaigne intended – I’ve definitely got the asylum part down. Pretty sure he said something about cracked windows and warped side doors in the shop too but I'm too tired to scan through 1600 pages - no matter how much I love them – right now sorry.