A classic passage from One Hundred Years of Solitude:
"The essence of life is to live alone.
Don't expect too much from others.
We always want to find someone who can share our pain and sorrow.
But most of the time,
our earth-shattering pain,
in the eyes of others,
is just dust that is brushed away casually.
Perhaps the loneliness of adults,
is to live with their own sorrows and joys,
and this is our rare freedom."
