I hate those who steal my solitude without, in exchange, offering me true company.
This line, often part of a longer version beginning “My solitude doesn't depend on the presence or absence of people”, circulates widely under Nietzsche's name, but no one has found it in his books, notes or letters. Solitude was real in his life, though. Ill health ended his professorship at Basel in 1879, and for ten years he lived alone on his pension, spending summers in the Swiss Alps and winters in Genoa, Nice and Turin. In Thus Spoke Zarathustra (1883) he urges readers to flee into solitude.



