Isolation Offered Its Own Form of Companionship

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Isolation offered its own form of companionship: the reliable silence of her rooms, the steadfast tranquility of the evenings. The promise that she would find things where she put them, that there would be no interruption, no surprise. It greeted her at the end of each day and lay still with her at night.

~ The Lowland by Jhumpa Lahiri