“I almost tell him that I'd never be able to do something like that, just take out my instrument and begin playing on a street corner. But it feels to personal. Yes, I'm shy, but why bring it to his attention? I'm too shy to talk about how shy I am.”
“And to top everything he's got this problem he can't let her know how he feels: What-he's shy? Shy! Tell me who in this goddamn world is shy? Young, old, the lame and halt. Clobber you over the head with what they feel. Oh Man I wish just once in my long fucked-up life someone had come up to me who was too shy to tell me what they thought of me...”
“Humility is so shy. If you begin talking about it, it leaves.”
“Was I shy? No. Not shy. Just, usually blissfully indifferent. I liked it that way. It was safer.”
“What does it look like I'm doin? If yer the shy type. I'd advise you to turn around.Oh! I turn ny back on him quick.”
“I'm too shy to express my sexual needs except over the phone to people I don't know.”