Quotes About Secrets

Bill smiled and continued asking me questions. Slowly, he got to "problems at home." And I told him about the boy who makes mix tapes hitting my sister because my sister only told me not to tell mom or dad about it, so I figured I could tell Bill. He got this very serious look on his face after I told him, and he said something to me I don't think I will forget this semester or ever. "Charlie, we accept the love we think we deserve.

I'm going to tell Mom and Dad, you know? No, you're not. God, I couldn't stop laughing. When my sister thought about it for a second, I think she figured out why she wouldn't tell Mom or Dad. It's like she suddenly remembered where we were and what had just happened and how crazy our whole conversation was considering all that. Then, she started laughing.

It is easier to hide a hundred mountains from a jealous wife than one mistress.

Absolutely,' lies Zeus, who has, in common with us all, a horror of hearing the details of anyone else's dreams.

Some things were better lost than found.

I see things, that's all. Write enough stories and every shadow on the floor looks like a footprint; every line in the dirt like a secret message.

There's always someone who knows something.

The town kept its secrets, and the Marsten House brooded over it like a ruined king.

Two can keep a secret if one of them is dead

We're only as sick as our secrets.

Women are better at keeping secrets, but men are more comfortable with them

There was an abyss. And books contained magical incantations to raise what was hidden there, all the great mysteries.

This tune is called "What She Don't Know Won't Hurt Her. " But it hurts somewhere. In the spaces between people, maybe.

The two of them had discovered it was all right to open the closets...as long as you didn't poke too far back in them. Because things might still be lurking there, ready to bite.

There is a folk tale that before birth, every human soul knows all the secrets of life and death and the universe. But then, just before birth, an angel leans down, puts his finger to the new baby's lips, and whispers "Shhh."' Harris touches his philtrum. 'According to the story, this is the mark left by the angel's finger. Every human being has one.

We'd all be scared if we knew what was swept under the carpet of each other's minds

What comes in when daylight leaves is a kind of certainty: that beneath the skin there is a secret, some mystery both black and bright. You feel this mystery in every breath, you see it in every shadow, you expect to plunge into it at every turn of a step.

What you don't know, you can't tell. Or made to tell.

It wasn't just love that held people together. There was secrets, and the price you paid to keep them.

Reality was deep, and it was far. It held many secrets and went on forever.

I don't want to hear the scary part. But at the same time she does want to hear the scary part, everyone wants to hear the scary part, we're all mad here, and her mother really did say that if you told your dreams they wouldn't come true, which meant you were supposed to tell the nightmares and save the good ones for yourself, hide them like a tooth under the pillow.

a quote from Benjamin Franklin: Three may keep a secret, if two of them are dead.

...to know an other's interior life you are his confessor or a writer - the one is admitted freely, the other intrudes by discerning of spirits

Secrets are a part of life. Their mysteries make our world beautiful. Their depths inspire our hearts, intrigue our minds, and embrace our very souls.