Quotes About Privacy

Being ignored has its advantages...Dignity doesn't grow under a microscope.

But honey, there are some things that must never be said out loud.

Scythe Curie seemed a mix of many emotions, but she folded them all away, like clothes that no longer fit, and closed the drawer. Citra expected she never spoke of this to anyone else, and would probably never speak of it again.

when it's officially allowed through a one-way mirror, it's not called spying. It's called surveillance.

Don't you see? They get into your head! That's where they live! Everything is a manipulation with them. They didn't hire you for your skills, Raj – they hired you because they know what I like – who I'd like! They probably have a database on all my boyfriends, and every kid I ever had a crush on growing up. And I'll bet they have one for you, too.

Scythe Curie seemed a mix of many emotions, but she folded them all away, like clothes that no longer fit, and closed the drawer. Citra suspected she never spoke of this to anyone else, and would probably never speak of it again.

Esa es la rabia que lo embarga cuando no hay nadie mirándolo.

I am but little disposed to put things in writing. One almost always regrets doing so.

Quien solo bebe agua, oculta algún secreto a quienes le rodean.

The best thing about the bedroom was the bed. I liked to stay in bed for hours, even during the day with covers pulled up to my chin. It was good in there, nothing ever occurred in there, no people, nothing.

the best part was pulling down the shades stuffing the doorbell with rags putting the phone in the refrigerator and going to bed for 3 or 4 days. and the next best part was nobody ever missed me.

There's nothing like privacy. You know, I like people. It's nice that they might like my books and all that...but I'm not the book, see? I'm the guy who wrote it, but I don't want them to come up and throw roses on me or anything. I want them to let me breathe.

Our source is private. So are your parts but you can expose them.

I still believe in more privacy and less talk.

Don't talk to me or bother me and I won't bother you. All right?

I never write in the daytime. It's like running through the shopping mall with your clothes off. Everybody can see you. At night… that's when you pull the tricks… magic.

Nobody bother us, we bother nobody.

I have a special ring-system that must work before I will pick up my phone. I am not a snob: it is simply that I am not interested with what most people have to say, or what they want to do-mostly with my time.

aqueles que escapam do inferno nunca falam sobre isso e nada mais incomoda eles

You all have stories, Sandy said. And we have secrets

Do I like being alone so much? Yes—sometimes! Nonsense! I like it very well. So delightful to shut one's eyes and recite aloud without fear of being overheard, or dream golden dreams without the dread of being disturbed; or better still, write page after page with none to cry "Put down that pen before you kill yourself" or read some favorite author as long as one chooses, without having the extinguisher placed over the candle as a night cap.

This has serveral consequences, starting with screwing over most cryptography algorithms--translation: all your bank account are belong to us--

The dirty little secret of the intelligence-gathering job is that information doesn't just want to be free—it wants to hang out on street corners wearing gang colors and terrorizing the neighbors.

Didn't they know that the only unhackable computer is one that's running a secure operating system, welded inside a steel safe, buried under a ton of concrete at the bottom of a coal mine guarded by the SAS and a couple of armoured divisions, and switched off? What did they think they were doing?