I am probably not quite a people person. But whenever I see a painting, a sculpture, an architecture, hear music, a song, read a poem or taste a pleasing meal, I see humanity right in there, captured in art, in marble, in joy, in sorrow, in delight. And I cannot help admiring it, this creativity, this struggling, this passion, this desperation, this fear, this hope, this beauty. I have loved nothing more than all of these, and none of these would exist without people.
—Journal of An Introvert #1
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