It often seems as though the silent, humble servant is secretly wiser and more discerning than the haughty master; yet through dutiful (and sometimes insecure) surrender he continues to serve and carry out petty orders in loyal acquiescence.

It's not the end if you're too shy to say 'I love you.' It's only the beginning; because you're first meant to show it anyway.

There is a certain delightful sort of hope which the introvert can receive only by having company over...the hope that they will leave soon.