Quotes About Revelation

I don't like lies," said Bran, and I knew I'd failed to keep the pain of his revelation from my face. "Not even lies of omission. Hard truths can be dealt with, triumphed over, but lies will destroy your soul.

You'd tell the world what your best friend wore to sleep if you thought it made a good enough story.

Jumping Jehoshaphat. O Holy Night.

Sometimes the most interesting part of the conversation with someone who can't lie is the questions they don't answer.

until I met him today." He turned to Jes. "Who is the forest

See that's the thing about secrets. All you have to do is tell one person—and suddenly everyone knows.

When was the first time you saw Frost?" "When he tried that coup on Marsilia," I said. "Um. Two years ago? Okay, right. That means it can't have been Frost.

One of the oddest things about being grown-up was looking back at something you thought you knew and finding out the truth of it was completely different from what you had always believed.

Samuel laughed out loud. "You still haven't figured it out, have you, Mercy? He never was mad about the car. He was the first one at the scene of the accident. He thought you'd killed yourself. We all did. That was a pretty spectacular wreck.

Except you. The revelation was so blindingly sudden the words almost slipped out, and she had to bit her tongue and look away. pg 391, A Matter of Magic

Really, Agatha, you might have told me." "Told you what?" Mairelon said. "That my ward was once a street thief? I didn't think it was a secret." "A street thief?" Letitia wrinkled her nose and looked at Kim with disfavor. "How horrid." "I think it is the most romantic story I have ever heard", Miss Matthews said with conviction.

I don't write about what I know: I write in order to find out what I know.

You can't put much on paper before you betray your secret self, try as you will to keep things civil.

But by the time you've worked long enough, hard enough, Real Life (which insists on being capitalized as if it were a personage with a proper name and a right to barge into this rental unit called your life) begins to reveal itself as something other than effort, other than accomplishment. Real Life wishes to be left to its own purposeless devices.

Kendall had asked about her father.

William stopped in front of me. "Cassie," he said softly. "How do you know?" I asked. "You must be Cassie. You look just like your mama did when she was your age." "Really?" "Really. She even had braids like you." William reached out and touched my hair. "Did you tease her?" I asked. "Of course," said William. "It was my job.

Sometimes you think you know more than you really do—people, events, things that are true and things that are not. Sometimes you think you know yourself. But then, surprise, it is someone else who shows you what is really there, like the truth a photograph shows.

She stepped back, his hand left suspended in the gap between them, and demanded, "Did you get Lily pregnant?

Truth doesn't stay hidden. Neither do secrets. One day, to a praying heart, they disclose themselves.

You're Joe Spain's beautiful daughter. That's why you came back home- to finally discover every part of that truth.

Do I have a choice?" "A choice? To hear that your son is a crook? Your wife is an adulteress? Your caterer a blackmailer? And you maid takes bribes to stay quiet?

If someone looks into your eyes, I read in a book one time, he'll see right into your soul. I didn't want anyone to see into my soul.

Don't be silly," Linda said. "Emily knew all the time." Emily pulled an old flowerpot out of her way. "Let's look for the box," said Linda. "I'm looking," Emily said. "It's right here. In the corner." Emily leaned over. On

He'd misjudged her, badly.