Anneli Rufus, Party of One: The Loners' Manifesto

I am not crazy now, but forced to act like a nonloner for an extended period, I might go crazy. Forced to deny their orientation, cut off that way from reality, loners could lose their minds. As deep-sea fish die in a shallow tank. They are fine at the bottom of the sea, strange as it might look down there, inhospitable though it might be to whales and jellyfish and skin divers. As deep-sea fish that is where they have to be. Dead in shallow tanks. In the deep-sea not dead. Loners left alone, sane. Loners manipulated, loners not allowed to be alone, perhaps insane. And we are forced to live in their world, aren't we? Their shallow tank. Made just for them. 

—Anneli Rufus, Party of One: The Loners' Manifesto (p.177)