I am such a notorious hermit - almost pathological. And, I'm not a hoarder. But that's just a symptom of things that I do feel.
A third-class carriage is a community, while a first-class carriage is a place of wild hermits.
Hermits have no peer pressure.
I, who so love a hermit life for a good part of the day, find myself living in public, and almost losing my identity.
I wanna buy a bunch of hermit crabs and make them live together.
I like to go into a little shell and be a hermit and make music for a while.
Ideologies, like dogs, remain just outside the hermits door.
If I wasn't in the theater, I would be a hermit.
For all the good things it has brought our society, the Web has also fostered ideological hermits, who only talk to folks who believe exactly what they do. This creates an echo chamber that only further convinces people that they are right, and everyone else is not only wrong, but an idiot or worse. So when an incident like this one arises, it's not enough to point out an error; they must prove that the error had nefarious origins. In some places on the Web, everything happens on a grassy knoll.
I'm kind of a hermit. Left to my own devices, I won't submerge myself in anything further afield than the driveway.
i thrive best hermit style. with a beard and a pipe.
When a hot woman meets a hermit one of them is going to change.
When the devil grows old he turns hermit.
A hermit is simply a person to whom civilization has failed to adjust itself.
Physicists only talk to physicists, economists to economists-worse still, nuclear physicists only talk to nuclear physicists and econometricians to econometricians. One wonders sometimes if science will not grind to a stop in an assemblage of walled-in hermits, each mumbling to himself words in a private language that only he can understand.
I think up until '71 or '72, Herman's Hermits had our second and third Number One records in 1969 and 1970. You know, the first one was in 1964. It was just a question of the American success being so outrageous, that that attracted the most attention.
I tend to stay in one place and become a hermit and not leave. Work, work, work, and collect things, create and curate a space.
Nuns fret not at their convent's narrow room; And hermits are contented with their cells.
When I'm at home in Virginia, I become more hermit-like. I like my own home.
Good is no hermit. It has ever neighbors.
