Quotes About Privacy

I don't want the person I confide in to be around me all the time. When will I untangle my jumbled thoughts? When will I find inner peace again?

Some people may have thought that this book was too personal, too confessional. But what these people think about me is none of my business.

While others who have something to say or who want to be effectual, like musicians or baseball players or politicians, have to get out there in front of people, writers, who tend to be shy, get to stay home and still be public. There are many obvious advantages to this. You don't have to dress up, for instance, and you can't hear them boo you right away.

What those people think of me is none of my business.

I promise to respect and protect your aloneness, knowing that everything created must have its period of darkness: child and bulb, poem and personality. I promise not to pry into your loneliness, never to tear at the bud with frightened fingers to make sure there is a flower inside. I believe in the flower.

Crime must be paid for, but not all sins or mistakes need be made public and explained for everyone to examine and remember. And sometimes victims were punished doubly, once by the offense itself, and then a second and more enduring time when others heard of it, pored over it, and imagined every intimate detail.

The very ill have little privacy, even for the most intimate of things.

She was discreet, and

There is a horrifying loneliness at work in this time. No, listen to me. We lived six and seven to a room in those days, when I was still among the living. The city streets were seas of humanity; and now in these high buildings dim-witted souls hover in luxurious privacy, gazing through the television window at a faraway world of kissing and touching. It is bound to produce some great fund of common knowledge, some new level of human awareness, a curious skepticism, to be so alone.

Do we have to confess our loves to everyone? asked Thorne softly. Can we not keep some secrets?

he didn't know where I lived, because I think he feared, in his heart of hearts, that I didn't trust him, that my work had slowly eroded the love for him which I felt. But I did trust him...I did love him. I didn't love anyone in the world but him. I just didn't want anyone to know where I lived.

I'll write about my past but I won't talk about it. I'll turn it into art if I can, but I won't talk about it.

But you covered yourself with a concealing bulk, didn't you? To hide from whom?

You do not want secrets which can be ripped from your heart.

Not invade her privacy! Just sit back and give up on her, as if she were a missing pet or mitten, or dropped penny.

I don't suppose you know the password

She remembered the feel of wind on summer nights - how it billows through the house and wafts the curtains and smells of tar and roses. How a sleeping baby weighs so heavily on your shoulder, like ripe fruit. What privacy it is to walk in the rain beneath the drip and crackle of your own umbrella.

The creatures I seek do not want to be seen.

Don't worry, Aya-la," Tally said, firmly grasping her wrist. "You'll still be real, even with no hovercam watching.

Whatever Hiro said about fame protecting her, it felt safer next to Frizz than under the eyes of a million people.

For I did not want him to see, or to question me, for here contains already secrets, and my secrets are my fortune and my sanity.

I don't like being rumbled, I like to be invisible.

That kind of random surveillance is almost impossible to defeat.

Permsiunea real? difer? de cea presupus? sau legal?. Doar pentru c? ai f?cut rost cumva de adresa mea de e-mail nu înseamn? c? ai permisiunea s-o foloseÈ™ti. Faptul c? nu m? plâng nu înseamn? c? îÈ›i permit. Detaliul c? e scris cu litere mici în politica ta de confidenÈ›ialitate nu înseamn? c? ai primit acordul meu.