Shy Quotes

“He lifted my foot and placed a kiss on the tip of my big toe. That toe had never been kissed in its life. I wondered if it was smart enough to know what had just happened. Would it lord it over the other toes now that it had been singled out and kissed by Frank Wells, or was it just a fucking toe and didn’t know what the hell was going on? Like me.”
― John Inman, Shy

“One lone butterfly flapped his wings somewhere in the vicinity of my spleen. He was probably a scout. No doubt six million other butterflies were hot on his heels, if butterflies even have heels.”
― John Inman, Shy

“In the cool of evening, in the silent shadowy barn, as we lay watching the sun ducking behind the treetops in the distance, I could hear my heart beating out the rhythm of my love for Frank. And when I rested my head against Frank’s warm chest, I could hear his heart beating out the same sweet song for me.”
― John Inman, Shy

“I ask you, is there anything greater in the world than having your man light up when you walk into a room?”
― John Inman, Shy

“Going into alpha-male hyperdrive, I tore the bag open a smidgeon too forcefully and chips flew everywhere.”
― John Inman, Shy

“God, I’m a slut. Of course, I’m a non-practicing slut, too shy to be anything else,”
― John Inman, Shy

“The true measure of a man is what he does for others, not what he does for himself, and you measure up just fine, Tom. I’ll never forget it. Neither will Frankie.”
― John Inman, Shy

“Chicken and dumplings, chicken à la king, chicken salad, chicken fricassee, chicken tacos, Kentucky Fried Chicken, chicken burritos, chicken marinara. Sound good? How about this, you little peckerheads. Chicken and rice, chicken almondine, chicken croquettes, spicy chicken wings, sweet and sour chicken, chicken fried rice, chicken florentine. Yummy, huh? That could be you, you know. Oh yeah. Mess with me, you clucky fuckers, and you’ll be chopped up in little pieces and wearing a garnish of parsley and parmesan and crusted up to your eyeballs. Your kids’ll be omelets. You know why the chicken crossed the road? To get away from me!”
― John Inman, Shy

“Se la mia vita fosse stata una telenovela, allora la mia tipica giornata lavorativa altro non sarebbe stata che l’ennesima scena tediosa in mezzo a una serie infinita di episodi uno più demenziale dell’altro – ogni sceneggiatura la fotocopia scadente di quella che l’aveva preceduta. E ogni giorno sarebbe stata un’esperienza terrificante. Ogni singolo giorno. Niente divertimento, niente ragazzo, nessuna emozione. Troppo spaventato per rivolgere la parola a chicchessia. Troppo spaventato per stabilire un contatto. Troppo spaventato per essere me stesso. Sapevo che c’era un me diverso che strisciava sotto la superficie, un me migliore, un me divertente. Ma far uscire quest’altro me andava molto oltre le mie capacità. Cazzo, già facevo fatica a far finta di sembrare normale. La normalità vera era infinitamente al di là della mia portata. Per niente patetico, vero?”
― John Inman, Shy