“The intense desire to talk with someone, sharp as any pain; this was what people meant when they talked about love. Or rather; this was what Sax would acknowledge to be love. Just the super-heightened desire to share thoughts. That alone. ”

“What we share as introverts is the love of ideas and the desire to explore them with minimal interruption. We want and need input, but we’d rather get it through reading, research, and rich conversation than through unfiltered talk.”

“The running commentary, the loving support, the jokes and the observations and the random thoughts that are made a little less random when they’re shared. The desire to be heard is as deeply seeded as the desire to be loved.”

“Was this what it meant to love someone? That any burden was a burden shared, that they could give you comfort with a word or a touch?”

“I know what they said even if they would not say it to my face. People love to talk. They love to slander you if you have any substance.”

“It ought to make us feel ashamed when we talk like we know what we're talking about when we talk about love.”