Quotes About Secrets

You have a dark heart in you, Valentine's daughter," he said. "You just won't admit it. And if you want Jace, you had better accept it. Because he belongs to me now.

In conclusion, if you want to unravel the multitude of secrets of chess then don't begrudge the time.

I thought about how there are two types of secrets: the kind you want to keep in, and the kind you don't dare to let out.

Listen to me, Cammie. There are things in this life…in this world…There are things that you don't want to remember." - Rachel Morgan

The bottom line: If you want a happier family, bring those skeletons out of the closet.

I think," Jace said, "that you don't want to tell your secrets, so you decided to break up with Alec because...

Because after a time having a secret and nobody knowing you have a secret us no fun. And although you dont want others to know what the secret is, you want them to at least know you have one.

In Mosca's experience, a 'long story' was always a short story someone did not want to tell.

You can know the secrets of life. It doesn't happen to anyone special. You just decide that you want an uncommonly fine life and you will it.

The mind held too many secrets. The brain was a sack of truths and their power, hiding there inside, was absolute. Twist one truth into a lie, and a man became a wolf. His flesh and bones could only follow, straining to reshape themselves.

There were secrets in music and poetry. Secrets few knew and even fewer understood. Their power often stole into a listener subtle as the memory of scent on a drawn breath, less than a whisper, yet capable of transforming the one so gifted, an instinctual ecstasy that made troubles vanish, that made all manner of grandeur possible - indeed, within reach.

Well, everyone had his secrets. And few are worth sharing. Unless you enjoy losing friends.

It's rare you'll find a mage with a pleasant past

There were loves in the world that never found voice. There were secrets never unveiled, and what would have been the point of that? She was no languid beauty. She was no genius wit. Courage failed her again and again, but not this time, as she drew sharp blades lengthways up her wrists, at precise angles, and watched as life flowed away. In Irilta's mind, this last gesture was but a formality.

The ground is bare and hard / and will hold all secrets / and the sky cares not / for the games of those beneath it.

Words were numbers were codes were formulae. Words held secret maps, the measuring of paces, the patterns of mortal minds, of histories, of cities, of continents and warrens.

Mortality was the realm of deceit; the sordid room of horror hid in the house of the living, its walls crusted and streaked, dark stains on the warped floor. Dust crowded the corners, dust made of skin flakes and snarls of hair, nail clippings and clots of phlegm. Every house had its secret room, where memories howled in the thick silence.

If we're lucky and skillful enough — if we transform the equations in just the right way — we can get them to reveal their hidden implications. To a mathematician, the process feels almost palpable. It's as if we're manipulating the equations, massaging them, trying to relax them enough so that they'll spill their secrets. We want them to open up and talk to us.

Relationships fall apart when the guy turns into a wimp or the girl has no more secrets.

Books are in the holy shape. They are silent and yet they speak directly into the imagination. You can burn them but they are more powerful than fire. All the knowledge of the ancient ones are put into them. The secrets of the age of vision. - Paris, See: Season 1 Ep.2

I kept secrets from you. I let you believe a lie. I am an impious son. But I made my choice, as C(aesar) did, and once the Rubicon is crossed, there can be no turning back (Meto, Caesar's scribe, to his father Gordianus the Finder)

There was mystery at the heart of any of marriage, secrets even people close to it would never know.

The tasted keep their secrets.

I expect you know, with your intuitive senses, that he's been after Lily." "Sort of, yes." "I need to talk to you about him, but not yet." He came back to Daniel, took his hands in his own. "Tonight is ours. I want to forget Othman, Lily, everything. Just for a while.