Quotes About Privacy

I don't think it's right that everybody knows everything about me.

No one knows what goes on behind any front door.

It's not important to me that everyone knows everything about me or that I reveal all that I am or have.

The public already knows about me more than I ever wanted it to know.

I'm pretty sure I don't want a camera in my face when I am in labor.

Is there anyone in this apartment who hasn't seen me naked?" I demanded, grabbing the sheet and the phone. "I genuinely hope so, Cassandra.

I wear dresses most of the time. If I wore a skirt or pants my panties would show because of all the people pulling at my hem wanting something from me.

All phone calls are obscene.

I remembered a truism that I had always known: no woman need let a man know the contents of her mind.

Stay the fuck out of my head!" Fuck. There's a word I understand. "Yes, please.

Barrons knows virtually everything about me. I wouldn't be surprised if somewhere he has a little file that encompasses my entire life to date, with neatly mounted, acerbically captioned photos—see Mac sunbathe, see Mac paint her nails, see Mac almost die.

Then you shouldn't be boinking him!" "It's my own business who I boink

Humans give stuff away all the time, practically tattooing their darkest secrets in neon on their skulls for anyone to see. Perverse fuckers. If they shouldn't think about it, they do. If they should think about it, they don't.

have access to all our dirty linen.

It's strange to own anything, Beverly thinks, even your flesh, that nobody outside yourself ever touches or sees.

a definite hostility to being looked at, like a vampire or a vacationing Olsen

The entire being of a woman is a secret which should be kept.

Privacy,is what you shut your mouth about,Denial is what you shut your eyes against.

I sometimes wear headphones even though I'm not listening to anything just so I'm left alone. It's the next best thing to wearing a 'Do Not Disturb' sign.

It is our duty to help those who need our help; but it cannot be our duty to make others happy, since this does not depend on us, and since it would only too often mean intruding on the privacy of those towards whom we have such amiable intentions.

Listen, do you think we could not tell…everyone?" Megan said. "I think it would just make everything harder." What with the massive victory party they would throw and all , she thought.

I want a hands-off rule on all my stuff. Including my bike." "Okay…" "And I want everyone to stop calling me Megan C Cups behind my back." Doug's jaw went slack as he flushed. "How did you know about that?" Megan raised her eyebrows. "All right, fine. Is that all?" Doug said.

They had been in her room. They had gone through her stuff. And Evan had seen her tampons. This was definitely the worst morning of her life. Megan stood up, clamped her things to her chest, walked into her room, and dropped everything on her bed. Okay, get a grip , she told herself. It could have been worse. Somehow.

Well, that was embarrassing. There was nothing wrong with talking to the voices in my head--unless everyone else was listening in.