Hush!
I go about in search of love: and I find it in unmeasured stores in the bosoms of others. But when I try to ask for it, this horrible shyness strangles me; and I stand dumb or worse than dumb, saying meaningless things: foolish lies. And I see the affection I am longing for given to cats and dogs and pet birds because they come and ask for it.
It must be asked for: it is like a ghost: it cannot speak unless it is first spoken to. All the love in the love in the world is longing to speak; only it dare not, because it is shy! shy! shy!
Candida: George Bernard Shaw.
I go about in search of love: and I find it in unmeasured stores in the bosoms of others. But when I try to ask for it, this horrible shyness strangles me; and I stand dumb or worse than dumb, saying meaningless things: foolish lies. And I see the affection I am longing for given to cats and dogs and pet birds because they come and ask for it.
It must be asked for: it is like a ghost: it cannot speak unless it is first spoken to. All the love in the love in the world is longing to speak; only it dare not, because it is shy! shy! shy!
Candida: George Bernard Shaw.
