Quotes About Secrets

Elin Hilderbrand

Elin Hilderbrand

Elin Hilderbrand

Elin Hilderbrand

Elin Hilderbrand

Hollis leaves Brooke's text to bleed out.

Elin Hilderbrand

she could see it now, what her father loved about Shakespeare, about that entire, mysterious time, with its pomp and majesty, secrets and betrayals.

They were locked together now in this new way, by blood, by Alice's secret, her worst act. They'd sworn in blood under the moon to keep Alice's secret, and in this way the vowed to keep future secrets, too.

She has seen the mystery hid Under Egypt's pyramid: By those eyelids pale and close Now she knows what Rhamses knows.

There," Murchaud said, tapping the cool surface the Darkling Glass. "There's is your cellar, Master Poet, and there is your oubliette." "Not mine, surely.

He was paying the immemorial price of apprenticeship: things concealed, games of trust.

Look down wells and look in the dark wet places. Look in forgetful places, and for forgotten things. Ask those that know the secrets whispered under earth and between stones.

Rim had kept secrets from the Core. The Core kept secrets from Rim: no surprises there. One of the stranger benefits of having once been someone else was that the someone she had been knew how much was concealed. And sometimes even had a general idea of what not to ask about in order to ensure everyone's comfort or continued peace of mind. Or, in this case, where exactly to shine the light.

She knew what they had been up to, of course; it would have been hard to miss it, between the giggling and the scent of sex-and nobody had ever warned her how disturbing it would be to hear a necromancer giggle-but that was all right, wasn't it?

People had secrets. You lived with it or you didn't.

Niyara left you information you didn't know you had, and that's one reason we wanted you. But that's not the most important one.

How did he know of this place? What is it, a shadow world, world of the half-told stories?

Sooner or later, in Jack's experience, a wampyr found out everything.

Murchaud moved slowly along the wall, trailing his hands over the stones nearest the dripping ceiling as if they might whisper something in his ear if properly coaxed.

It wasn't difficult to discover where the courtesan in the domino mask lived: not far from the murdered boys, which was as Sebastien would have wagered.

What I have always found is, anything one keeps hidden should now and then be hidden somewhere else.

I cannot say anything about going away. I cannot say anything even in this diary. Perhaps it is better not to say anything ever. I must try not to say anything more to Eddie, when I have said things it has always been a mistake.

dreams are shadows cast by truth shining on our darkest secrets