Quotes About Secrets

Every secret is a wrinkle.

I wish to discover all secrets, the mysteries of religion, nature, death and birth, the future and the past, the formation of the universe, nonexistence. I am a teacher in creating the extraordinary. Listen!

Fakat sonra, geçen gecenin sudan maceralar? hakk?ndaki hafif gevezelikten sonra, en duru ruha bile bulan?k ve tehlikeli girdaplar sokabilecek o gizli, hemen hemen hiç sezilmeyen arzulara dald?lar ve hiç özlem duymad?klar? ve kaderin anla??lmaz rüzgar?n?n kendilerini, rüyada da olsa, bir defa savurabileceÄŸi gizli bölgelerden bahsettiler.

That was the problem with modern day witches , thought Corso : they didn't have any secrets . Everything was out in the open , you could read all about them in any Who's Who or gossip column . Baronesses or not , they had become predictable , vulgar . Torquemada would have been bored to death by it all .

En esa Praga, señor Corso, en gabinetes oscuros, hay hombres que conocen la carmina, el arte de las palabras mágicas; la necromancia, o arte de comunicarse con los muertos —hizo una pausa, conteniendo la respiración, antes de susurrar— y la goecia... —... El arte de comunicarse con el diablo.

El dinero es la llave que abre la puerta oscura de los hombres.

A woman is never just a woman dear Max. She is first and foremost the men she once had, those she has, and those she might have. Without them, she remains a mystery... and whoever discovers that information possesses the combination to the safe. The access to her secrets.

Pasiones lentas y adulterios rápidos.

She wore flowers in her hair and carried magic secrets in her eyes. She spoke to no one. She spent hours on the riverbank. She smoked cigarettes and had midnight swims...

It was probable that the widow knew more than others suspected of insanity in the Buchenau family, for there was an unsolved mystery lying half a century in the past, when Clara's uncle Hugo, a darkly moody man, had shot himself in an orchard one May morning, scattering his brains among the blossoms, and soon after, Clara's father had sunk into a deep depression and had at last to be taken to Mendota as insane, and there died.

knew that Jordan would be sure to notice and ask about her tears. Nothing gets past that one! Peony thought. That strange, quiet little girl with the darting eyes that see everything, maybe even what folks are thinking! Something

Los secretos de la felicidad se ocultan en las cosas simples y anónimas.

An expert gossiper knows how much to leave out of a conversation

Communities must make decisions and establish institutions that foster forgetting as much as remembering. Shredding the personal files of old Stasi (the former Fast Germany secret services) is an example of a communal decision to forget.

I always tell my kids that as soon as you have a secret, something about you that you are ashamed to have others find out, you have given other people the power to hurt you by exposing you.

But concealment leads to shame, and of all hurts shame is the most painful. Only if you name a problem, confront it head-on, drag it into the light, does it become surmountable. I always tell my kids that as soon as you have a secret, something about you that you are ashamed to have others find out, you have given other people the power to hurt you by exposing you.

Remember what I told you about family secrets." People will kill to keep them, she thought now as she looked at Marianne McGraw. The woman's rocking didn't change as Nikki stepped deeper into the room.

You hire another PI and you'll only get him killed - and start a shit storm that is going to rain down on not only you but also your husband and his daughters. You sure it's worth it just to get some dirt on your husband's former wife?

The woman could get a confession faster than a priest.

I want you to meet her. If for any reason you suspect anything strange about her ---" Hilde laughed. "I'll let you know if she tries to kill me.

We seem to have more leaks in my office than an old wooden rowboat.

Last night, he'd had hell getting to sleep after what he'd discovered in Ginny's jewelry box. He hated to think what the note or the hidden locket meant. A part of him still wished he'd just put both back in the jewelry box where he'd found them.

There is a kind of followers likewise, which are dangerous, being indeed espials; which inquire the secrets of the house, and bear tales of them, to others. Yet such men, many times, are in great favor; for they are officious, and commonly exchange tales.

I have got my story. Adoptees rarely get our stories. We only know what we are told. I don't even have my story, really. My mother won't tell me. She won't tell me who my father is. She won't tell me the story of my birth.