Mary Steenburgen Quotes

I don't like when there's too much conversation because I'm shy and it makes me uncomfortable.

I am shy - going to parties kills me.

I've never been all that comfortable in real life.

I don't do well in social environments.

I find small talk exhausting, and I don't like myself when I'm around people.

I'm not very good at going to parties and looking like I'm having fun.

I'm the person who will go to a wedding and switch the place cards around because I don't want to sit next to someone I don't know, because I'm so bad at chatting to strangers.

Sometimes I don't want to stand around a room full of strangers, chitchatting about nothing, so I'll come late to a party - and leave early. Though now that I'm saying this in a magazine, I'll probably never be invited to another one.

I was a nervous kid, not great socially.

I hate parties. I really don't like public events. I hate dressing up. I am the worst celebrity ever!

I don't mind having people over, but it's weird how much more withdrawn I've become than being social in public places, I guess.

I'm definitely on the spectrum of socially awkward.

I find parties difficult. I like a dinner party, but I find being at parties difficult, so I choose not to go to parties.

I'm a social cripple in a cocktail party. My idea of a nightmare is people standing very elegantly dressed in a room with a drink in their hand. I'm just like, 'Urghh!'

I am afraid I am totally hermetic to social games in general.

When I was small, my most serious handicap was a painful bashfulness in the presence of strangers.

I'm shy, but I'm not clinically shy. I don't have social anxiety disorder or anything like that. I more have a gentle shyness. Like, I have a little trouble mingling at parties.

I've never had friends, and I don't like to be around big groups of people.

There's something about being rejected - when I go out without my friends, I'm reminded of how I'm actually quite antisocial. I don't look like a guy who feels like that, but it's very hard for me to start up a conversation. At a party, I'm lost.

I don't like going out. I hate clubs. I hate being around too many people.

I blush easily. I have difficulty meeting people's eye, difficulty with public speaking, the normal afflictions of the shy, but not to a paralysing degree.

I've always been resistant to parties and schmoozing.

I've had mostly book parties, where I get very focused on inviting everyone and not forgetting anyone, although of course one always does, and being worried no one will show up, but mostly the book comes from going to parties and feeling very, for lack of a better word, anxious.

I'd rather dig a ditch than go to a dinner party with people I don't know.

At the root of the shy temperament is a deep fear of social judgment, one so severe it can sometimes be crippling. Introverted people don't worry unduly about whether they'll be found wanting, they just find too much socializing exhausting and would prefer either to be alone or in the company of a select few people.