Quotes About Privacy

Don't fear anything for your letters, they are burnt one by one and I hope you do the same with mine.

I never discuss a novel while I'm writing it, for fear that talking about it will diminish my desire to write it.

My life. My choices. My mistakes. My lessons. Not your business.

Goals are like diaries if kept secreted they can last decades until discovered.

Your personal matters are always a subject of entertainment for others.

There are three kinds of secrets: something that you hide at the bottom of your heart because you don't want it to be mentioned. Something that you can't say even if you want to, and something that you hope someone asks about even though you're hiding it.

Anymore, no one's mind is their own.

I'd learned that some things are best kept secret.

Some of the best moments in life are the ones you can't tell anyone about.

Learn to keep your private life private, or they will make your life their entertainment.

All human beings have three lives: public, private, and secret.

People that try to mind your business don't really have their life's under control, they want to have yours under control.

Everyone has three lives; a public life, a private life, and a secret life.

You use your money to buy privacy because during most of your life you aren't allowed to be normal.

No private pleasure is worth public pain.

I hate it when someone turns on the light while I'm sleeping!

Love?" she had once replied to a pretentious lady who had asked for her views on love, "I make it often but I never talk about it." When

I would feel the satisfaction of being shut in from the outer world...

De schoonzus van een van mijn vriendinnen heeft onlangs telefoon in haar huis laten aanleggen! [...] Ik zal je eerlijk bekennen dat ik listen en lagen verzonnen heb om ook eens een keer door het toestel te mogen komen spreken. Ik vind het heel aantrekkelijk, maar toch meer bij een vriendin dan bij mij thuis. Daar zou ik geloof ik niet graag een telefoon willen hebben. Als het eerste nieuwtje eraf is, wordt dat gebel waarschijnlijk een plaag.

And then my thoughts, did not they form a similar sort of hiding-hole, in the depths of which I felt that I could bury myself and remain invisible even when I was looking at what went on outside?

Love? I make it often, but I never talk about it.

She had guessed that Françoise was not over-fond of her son-in-law, and that he spoiled the pleasure she found in visiting her daughter, as the two could not talk so freely when he was there. And so one day, when Françoise was going to their house, some miles from Combray, Mamma said to her, with a smile: "Tell me, Françoise, if Julien has had to go away, and you have Marguerite to yourself all day, you will be very sorry,

For some reason I want to keep a secret. I want to cup it in my hands and keep it safe like an egg. I want to old it in the corner of my cheek where it is safe and dark.

For some reason I want to keep a secret. I want to cup it in my hands and keep it safe like an egg. I want to fold it in the corner of my cheek where it is safe and dark." -Without Tess, Marcella Pixley