“Was I shy? No. Not shy. Just, usually blissfully indifferent. I liked it that way. It was safer.”
“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.”
“But then the fate of shy people is that all of their fears usually come true.”
“I turned round and Jeeves shied like a startled mustang.”
“Zhe shi jie shang, wo shi zui ai ni de.”” In this world, I love you the most.”
“It was true. I wasn't good with liking someone. my instinct was total self-preservation: show no sign of weakness. This was my pathetic way of being shy.”