There once was a man who was very quiet. Because of his quietness, people thought the man lacked confidence. His quietness made others feel uncomfortable.
One day, a lady asked the man why he was so shy.
“Shy?” The man replied. “I’m not shy at all.”
“But you hardly say anything”, the woman replied. “Why don’t you come out of your shell, we won’t bite you.”
“I’m not quiet because of fear”, said the man. “I’m quiet because this is the natural state of man. It’s those who insist on a lot of chatter who are truly afraid. They’re afraid of silence. They’re afraid to be with their true self. They’re afraid of rejection. I’m afraid of those things too, but I’m conquering my fears through silence. The strong are considered weak and the weak are considered strong, that’s the way of the world, but it’s not the way of the spirit.”
Excerpted from There Once Was A Book Of Really Short Stories