Barbara Taylor
In June 1795, the pioneer feminist Mary Wollstonecraft traveled to Scandinavia to sort out some business matters for her lover, Gilbert Imlay. She was accompanied by her one-year-old daughter, Fanny, and her maid Marguerite, but as she moved northward, they were left behind to be gathered up on the return journey. It was a wretched period in Wollstonecraft's life. Imlay, who prior to Fanny's birth had been a devoted paramour, had been seeing other women since. She clung to him desperately, as if life itself were at stake—as it had been two months earlier when, wild with misery at his betrayals, she had attempted suicide. Now, journeying through strange lands with neither lover nor child, she was wracked by the grief of abandonment. Yet, as always, the literary professional was on the qui vive, alert to possibilities. Shortly after returning to London, Wollstonecraft brought out a volume of letters addressed to an errant lover, but in fact written for publication and never sent to Imlay. Letters Written during a Short Residence in Sweden was one of her best-received works, a favorite especially with the young Samuel Taylor Coleridge and Robert Southey, who enjoyed her self-portrayal as a melancholy solitaire, a companionless voyager in a loveless world. The image of the lone woman, shorn of all intimate ties, was touching but also pleasurably outré, a startling contrast to the familial, male-oriented feminine ideal of the late eighteenth century.1 The “generality” of women, Wollstonecraft wrote in A Vindication of the Rights of Woman, “fly” from solitude as from a “fearful void.”2 Trained to submission, leached of inner resources, most women find aloneness intolerable. Against this, she set her own profound responses to solitude, offering up a repertoire of intense—and divided—reactions to her Scandinavian sojourn. The agonies of a forsaken heart were set against the exaltations of a mind freed from constraint. “Here I am writing quite alone,” she reported from Portor in Norway, after a hair-raising sea journey, “something more than gay, for which I want a name.”3 Yet returning to her lodgings in Tonsberg, she quailed at entering the room, “without lighting-up pleasure in any eye—I dreaded the solitariness … and wished for night to … close my eyes on a world where I was destined to wander alone.”4 A farewell meal with some fellow travelers on the final leg of the trip left her stricken with sorrow, and something more: “I then supped with my companions, with whom I was soon after to part for ever—always a most melancholy, death-like idea—a sort of separation of soul; for all the regret which follows those from whom fate separates us, seems to be something torn from ourselves.”5 What are we left with, who do we become, when we are alone? Solitude has been a key feature of human experience in all times and places. Yet little of its story has been told. Can such a powerfully personal experience have a history? If it can, then biography must surely be a chief route into it, just as a historical understanding of the solitary self is likely to yield valuable insights into the biographical subject. Biography—it will be no news to readers of this roundtable—is a controversial enterprise for historians. Some of the features that have made it controversial—its belletristic character; its emphasis on individual agency at the expense of larger historical forces; its flattening of complex causal connections to fit a linear life narrative—are less pronounced today than in the past, or at any rate seem to generate less anxiety. We now possess many historical biographies that do a superb job of integrating their subjects into their historical contexts; life histories are no longer a genre apart. At the same time, the wall that once divided history from literature has been well and truly breached, with many historians incorporating life-writing and even fictional narratives into their historical monographs. A new literary boldness has entered the discipline, from which biography has been a chief beneficiary. But there is one respect in which biography remains highly problematic for historians, and that is its psychological dimension. The role of personal psychology in history is possibly the most poorly developed field of modern historical discussion, plagued by “commonsense” prejudices, on the one hand, and hard-line theoretical diktats, on the other. All historians use psychology—it is impossible to write human history without it—but the psychology that most historians deploy is of the pick-and-mix variety, blending commonplace assumptions about human motivation with bits of pop psychology, often Freudian in flavor. The exceptions to this are those historians who embrace postmodernist anti-humanism, and thus assign no causal role whatsoever to individual psychology. For these historians, the “death of the subject” decreed by Foucault and his epigones has swept subjectivity off the historical stage. The “individual coherent self”—that is, the biographical subject as traditionally conceived—has been deconstructed and dismissed as a “bourgeois fiction.” This is a development that calls for closer scrutiny. The Western self has been receiving a lot of attention recently. Studies with titles like “Making the Self,” “Constructing the Self,” and “Inventing the Self” proliferate. As the active verbs make plain, virtually all these studies present selfhood as a cultural artifact or, in a variation on this, a discursive construct. A shared narrative unfolds that begins with a pre-modern, “extensive” self (a self rooted in communal life, lacking any sense of unique individuality) and then charts a shift (via the Renaissance, or the Enlightenment, or the Romantic Age: the putative transition points are multiple) to the modern Western self, a “bounded, unique” individual possessing innate character and psychological interiority: the “unitary” or “deep” self, as this modern subject type is often called.6 The story is basically a retelling of the familiar tale of the rise of bourgeois individualism, with the additional twist that it is not just the individualist character type that is deemed to originate with modern commercialism, but human subjectivity in toto. Inner experience—the private universe of psychic life—is also a historical invention, we are told: there is no subjectivity, only social phenomena that produce the effects of it. As one British follower of Foucault puts it, “we are ‘assembled’ selves, in whom all the ‘private’ effects of psychological interiority are constituted by our linkage into ‘public’ languages, practices, techniques and artefacts.”7 This socio-historicist account of subjectivity, regularly paraded as a first-order heresy, is now such an article of faith in many academic circles that alternative views tend to be rejected out of hand, as in Dror Wahrman's Making of the Modern Self, where the “self within” is exposed as a cultural fabrication, a post–French Revolution “identity regime.” But subjectivity, as Stephen Greenblatt once noticed with some embarrassment, tends to “cling” on, even in its most convinced critics, long after pronouncements of its demise.8 Biography, with its focus on the complexities of an individual life, highlights the deficiencies of this culturalist approach; biographies of the solitary self point up its psychological sterility. “Detached from the whole world, what am I?” Rousseau asked at the beginning of his Reveries of the Solitary Walker. “This must now be the object of my inquiry.”9 The investigation plunged him deep into meditations on the inner life, which is where any inquirer into human solitude must follow him. Solitude is one of the great debating points in Western thought, spooling out a string of oppositions—self versus society, private versus public, country versus city, contemplation versus action—that stretch back to antiquity. Classical thinkers tended to favor sociality as more conducive to virtue, with Aristotle's denunciation of solitude as fit only for beasts or gods setting the dominant tone. Philosophical solitude of course was exempted, with the figure of Socrates standing on a lonely hillside in frozen meditation for a full day and night symbolizing the mental autarky of the great sage. For ordinary citizens, however, society was essential to fulfill their potentia. This division between a socially embedded existence and a higher, solitary life reappeared in Christian thought as the dichotomy between the city of man and the city of God, where a spiritual elite dedicated to holy living were permitted to withdraw into monasteries or other forms of religious seclusion. With the Reformation, and its democratic leveling of access to the holy, this elite physical withdrawal gave way to a universal movement into the soul: an individuated form of spiritual retreat which, unlike monasticism and eremiticism, could be accommodated by ordinary life. A righteous man, Daniel Defoe wrote, could be “as perfectly retired from the world” in the London Exchange as in a hermitage. Heavenly meditation was the “essence of solitude,” not “monkish cells and forcible retreats.” “The business is to get a retired soul … and then we may be alone whenever we please.”10 From the mid-seventeenth century, a new scientific note was heard as enlightened anatomists of human nature entered the debate. Hobbes's bleak account of man as a lone pleasure-seeking machine was countered by defenders of natural sociability who declared Hobbesian man “monstrous,” a “wolf” in human dress.11 Latter-day Stoics quoted Cicero on civic duty: “we are not born for ourselves alone, but … mutually to help one another.”12 “We are made for the Cements of Society …,” a Ciceronian correspondent wrote to the Spectator, “and Solitude is an unnatural Being to us.”13 Positions proliferated, as retirement poets hymned pastoral solitude as an escape from worldly corruption while moral sentimentalists warned that without social intercourse, men descended into egoist bestiality. Celebrations of solitude as the “school of genius” were countered by medical warnings about the debilitating effects of solitary cerebration.14 In 1757, Rousseau—Enlightenment Europe's premier solitaire—took offense at words spoken by a character in one of his friend Diderot's plays, “Only the man alone,” which no as at him. were with from who him that as Rousseau was his but the a is a strange sort of a as a for his but also solitude was a to him. “Detached from the whole world, what am I?” What is The now as in tends to in their The of of other one of course be about that is, be in the of when one one a great story about but also with is for many the most solitary of social of these are solitude, some may be for it. This is solitude is not a experience but a an of self that is to be by any between and In a solitude as an inner at the back of the in his which the soul not to itself but to with and of a unique “We have a soul to in on … … to to to and to not that in such a solitude we be in lonely be a The lone self is no but a of solitude is an The Western thought, from less alone than when to of the solitary as an of The account is a by the “The to solitude, in this is a that in as the aloneness by from his other while in her and as as a to a for his when is Solitude without such is intolerable. of alone is something which that is We are of other selves, who favorite one of this even a the history of Western solitude it to be with of course has been the key but and and an all in the were to be in a of that is, in the of the Christian by without for to one of most of my Solitary were more than by the of to my In solitude, poets with their with their with readers with fictional Rousseau with a self, an with whom a solitary The to in this was a of the the man like was less alone than when alone,” the without a and without For most of Western have with and and the as an physical the by as the religious The of is not as a in the psychology of solitude, but the by as a a of solitary for … the and of individual men in their solitude as they to in to they may the these and as reported by what were of by of a of what we may which in its and any of the of for the of this it in the into mental life of and in what the a of from the self but in a to it. is and more life in our we are at any all of this life was most of the of inner by profound of and were and solitude,” the in a of individual is to find … that which is his but by of But the individual in a of inner the of holy in fact be in gave way to of the of an its through the The was highly controversial in the eighteenth as the human of all a mental between man and was for its its wild Solitary was as conducive to an of the a of are Samuel in an which in its a with the religious to a in which and were for the living Solitude and was not “The of who their in solitary a … the from their own and which have no in of alone, mind be with and of which are truly and to be no where but in Mary Wollstonecraft as something of an A she and her it as and as a to In she a A a young of who her solitary with is to her literary Mary is a to in lonely places. 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life and which was at her is a tale of is an the of who little for her that she up the who that is a man of A of and by her in a which is where the in her to her she her to up of with which she then a fellow a Gilbert by a she and sorrow, and solitude all to her and Wollstonecraft that she had a of But is and all of the that Wollstonecraft for the of her it for women to who have no active or but what is a of and to to men and her own lone the Mary is a solitary of The was but lacking any or moral Rousseau wrote to his friend had of that which and to the their be but they had fictional were a to this, as the Rights of was a of the of character in Yet it was in one of those for which was who Wollstonecraft with a for her in the figure of the of his is an solitaire, a torn between and virtue, who to with and to for with her at the of and works, Wollstonecraft's a of the and it is that their is as and as for a time, at she is no longer … the in and sense was to and social Wollstonecraft Rousseau in the late when she and his for the soon she was one of his most if It was his which she to she wrote in the Rights of Woman, in the of the with him that of the “I was in with she his personal she a fellow as she in a to his Reveries of the Solitary a mind that into that world in which I have often and the that all is and of image as a especially in its his in she his account of the of in Rousseau had alone, his heart no object for his to … the him of some of the and of the of which had never been to and with which by these she wrote, all the of his heart to one and his the of his with Rousseau then to these a woman, the with whom in with In her Wollstonecraft the story as an of a in the Rights of and she the of to their in his and her readers that the of of the of the as Rousseau wrote in in the that through the what is but a of truly to be but in is but it for itself … … It its object as it into its it in like and Wollstonecraft's Mary and the profound of the solitary as it an ideal world to But the of such be in the object of her to him which, in the to be wrote of Wollstonecraft's with Imlay, Mary to her life the of her to Wollstonecraft's Scandinavian have the Scandinavian to his lover had she not attempted is impossible to but it must have been a to him to get her out of his She left and full of bleak and for the she wrote to him as her set from is … I may some or in sense of the … I will or this The trip with its many and a of and a for the final solitude of melancholy my she wrote, as one lonely after a a her with of only of which I a and misery am I thus to she to Imlay. “I have never in my life … from Yet as the solitude her writing alone in from the she into the and in the “I am more than have for a long she wrote to after a day to the she her a of that her especially the young poets of her often do my produce that of the of many she wrote after a through a solitude the its and to the of its own The sense of her to God, of my and as in this solitude a new in the history of my own she what she on The a inner as she to a life from Imlay. 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We a biographical that as well as to focus on the of human subjectivity as well as its we to of the the sense of well as of and