Quotes About Privacy

Pero mis sueños eran sólo míos; no permitía que nadie entrara en ellos; eran mi refugio en el hastió y el placer más querido en la alegría.

None knew of their love except their own two hearts...

I've given it some thought, and, seriously, there's just no way Facebook can be good for you.

This was Betsy and Tacy's private corner. Betsy's mother was a great believer in people having private corners, and the piano box was plainly meant to belong to Betsy and Tacy, for it fitted them so snugly.

The sounds of silence are a dim recollection now, like mystery, privacy and paying attention to one thing — or one person — at a time.

Hate it when I wake up to find that people have been creeping around me and have seen me asleep. Unfortunately, it happens to me a lot. I can sleep like a champion.

You can only spend so long in a bathroom without arousing suspicion. Over a half an hour, and people are staring at the door, wondering about you.

would rather eat bees than share her tender inner being with anyone else—she didn't even want to share it with herself.

Didn't say we tell each other everything

Francis knew Dottie Epstein was not at the library. She had seen Dottie hurrying into the woods a few hours before. Dottie was a strange, elusive creature, always squirreling herself away somewhere to read. Francis said nothing, because she didn't particularly like answering questions, and because she respected Dottie's right to hide herself away if she felt like it.

We are fornicating in the sight of six billion people.

I want it to be a palace—only I don't think palaces are very luxurious. They're so big, so promiscuously public. A small house is the true luxury. A residence for two people only—for my wife and me. It won't be necessary to allow for a family, we don't intend to have children. Nor for visitors, we don't intend to entertain.

They kept their secret from the knowledge of others, not as a shameful guilt, but as a thing that was immaculately theirs, beyond anyone's right of debate or appraisal.

She saw the man below looking at her, she saw the insolent hint of amusement tell her that he knew she did not want him to look at her now. She turned her head away.

what I'm like—except tonight." "Do you live here alone, like this, miles away from everything?" Wyatt pointed at the window. "I'm a couple of steps away from—everything." "What about people?" "I have guest rooms for the kind of people who come to see me on business. I want as many miles as possible between myself and all the other kinds.

In this way, she learned, Islamic law regulated the public sphere: if a couple committed adultery, they knew to keep their own betrayal private, so as to avoid gradually tearing away at the sanctity of marriage for others. It was inconceivable to her that a judge would have been able to meet the evidential standards required to correctly implement the punishment for adultery.

one of my main goals as First Lady is to never be photographed in a bathing suit.

The beautiful bride wanted to stick a sock in the judge's mouth. Why didn't people just leave newlyweds alone?

Sometimes she felt like she had two personalities. One was shy and wanted to keep things private, and the other was talky and wanted to blabber. (pg. 127)

It's safer knowing more about people than they know about you.

You could allow a gentleman the privacy of his piss.

But I kept my mouth shut. It's safer knowing more about people than they know about you.

A family couldn't have domestic help and secrets.

Knowledge has always flowed upwards, to bishops and kings, not down to serfs and slaves. The principle remains the same in the present era . . . governments dare to aspire, through their intelligence agencies, to a god-like knowledge of every one of us. —Julian Assange