Introverts .. may have strong social skills and enjoy parties and business meetings, but after a while wish they were home in their pajamas.

Opposites attract, and I think temperament is so fundamental that you end up craving someone of the opposite temperament to complete you.

What looks like multitasking is really switching back and forth between multiple tasks, which reduces productivity and increases mistakes by up to 50 percent.

Solitude matters. And for some people it's the air they breathe.

There's zero correlation between being the best talker and having the best ideas.

we have two ears and one mouth and we should use them proportionally

You're told that you're in your head too much, a phrase that's often deployed against the quiet and cerebral. Or maybe there's another word for such people: thinkers.

Introverts are capable of acting like extroverts for the sake of work they consider important, people they love, or anything they value highly.

It's as if they have thinner boundaries separating them from other people's emotions and from the tragedies and cruelties of the world.

I'm continually amazed by how many people who appear to be extroverts are actually introverts.

Cross the street to avoid making aimless chitchat with random acquaintances.

It is an absolute human certainty that no one can know his own beauty or perceive a sense of his own worth until it has been reflected back to him in the mirror of another loving, caring human being.

I so want to believe him, but right now even his touch feels like a lie.

And in any case...there are no more supernatural noises nowadays...

Most of the problems in life are because:We misunderstand people's intentions, We don't listen and jump to conclusions, Then we are too proud to apologise and too stubborn to forgive.

It went beyond idealism and that ridiculous term "activism," which basically means talking about something but doing nothing. . . . We made giving exciting.

None are so fond of secrets as those who do not mean to keep them.

You are the source of all purity and impurity. No one purifies another.

I find that musically, looking back, I have learned much more from those relationships, people I have bumped into that I have admired, that's the way I feel musically I have learned most in life.

Viola? Keep calling for me– And I’ll keep searching for you– And I’ll find you– You bet yer life on it– I’ll find you– Keep calling for me, Viola– Cuz here I come.

In creative endeavors luck is a skill.