Quotes About Secrets

Unfortunately," she admitted. "MacKilligans aren't allowed in Siberia. There was an incident." "With the bears?" "Oh, no." She placed her head on his shoulder, snuggling close, before admitting, "Not with the bears. With everybody.

Secrets are always hardest at the beginning. After a while they settle in like the cavities in your teeth, and you only think about them when they hurt.

Secrets were pernicious and I wanted nothing to do with them.

Pese a todo, la vida y la muerte son estados misteriosos, y sabemos poco de los resortes de uno y otro.

Wintervale, by being so open, trusting, and artless his entire life, had made his more cynical friends hang on to their secrets. And in doing so, they had preserved themselves from the Bane.

Did the two of you marry again? Please tell me yes. If he is my brother-in-law again, he is less likely to kill me for what I did." Bryony looked at her a moment, then leaned in and whispered in her ear. "He won't kill you. He just wants you committed to an asylum.

There was so much that he didn't know, so much that she didn't feel that she could tell him. So much she'd never told him because she understood him better than he'd understood himself. He had always wanted to give her everything. But it had been an everything that revolved around him.

sincere. "I thought you wouldn't want anything to do with me once the sun rose." "You were right. I wouldn't have—if only I knew. And that was why you hid it from me, wasn't it? You wanted to preserve an illusion. You knew I wouldn't touch Verity Durant with a ten-foot pole, so you didn't give me a chance to repudiate her. Then you took that illusion home and left me to pick up the pieces.

Her name is Vera. The Lady Vera Drake. And I never said she died; I said we lost her." Utter silence. "Do you understand now, Mr. Somerset?" "My God, do you mean to tell me that—that—" "Yes," said the dowager duchess.

Her eyes were enlarged and faded with discovering what, by common human agreement, is better undivulged.

The only people you can really share certain things with in secret are your girlfriends.

There are things that you cannot talk to your mother and father about, there are things that you cannot talk to your children about.

I mean, no one asks beauty secrets of me, or 'What size do you wear?' or 'Who's your couturier?' They ask me about really deep things and I love that.

There's an old saying, you know, that if you scratch a secret, you'll find a thief.

Only the spoon knows what is stirring in the pot.

My eyes were on the game as the Winter Hawks moved the puck into our zone. I wanted to learn as much as I could about their offense. I wanted to know how they moved the puck around. Playing or not playing, I always look for things that give away shooters' secrets.

He that has eyes to see and ears to hear may convince himself that no mortal can keep a secret. If his lips are silent, he chatters with his fingertips; betrayal oozes out of him at every pore.

Maybe all the secrets of life were written on the surface of leaves, waiting to be translated. If I touched them long enough, I might be given some information no one else had.

Nic nie pozostaje ukryte na zawsze.

Dennis, please. I don't know what-" "Shut the fuck up, and stop playing me for an idiot. And secondly, and more importantly, I've unearthed some disturbing information about you which I want to discuss in more detail before I fill you with holes.

Eddie Drood: Is this why we become agents? To play games, to chase after secrets that are rarely worth all the blood spilled on their behalf...To end up stabbed in the back, just when you thought you'd won, bleeding out in some nameless backstreet...With most people never even knowing who you were, or what you did, or why it mattered?

I've never been good at puzzles. When you wear a suit of armour that can punch holes through the world, mostly you don't have to be. Other people will normally fall all over themselves to tell you everything you need to know. The Somnambulist started to snore quietly. Walker

A private face behind every public mask, a hidden meaning peeking through whatever words they choose to share with you.

Every wall was covered with shelves, packed tightly with books on every subject under the sun, and a few best unmentioned in polite company.