Quotes About Secrets

The concept of the computing universe is still just a hypothesis; nothing has been proved. However, I am confident that this idea can help unveil the secrets of nature.

Like the locked room upstairs? Listen. I've read Jane Eyre. That better be a red room of pain up there, and not your ex-wife.

She wouldn't have understood how dark a side love could have, how hiding it was the kindest thing you could do sometimes.

He was afraid that the secrets she'd kept would always be here, inside him, an ugly malignant thing lodged near enough to his heart to upset its rhythm, and though it could be removed, cut out, there would always be scars; bits and pieces of it would remain in his blood, making it wrong somehow, so that if he accidentally sliced his skin open, his blood would--for one heartbeat--flow as black as India ink before it remembered that it should be red.

Behold the secret conspiracy between mother and son, and how each helps the other to betray life.

Why is there always a secret singingWhen a lawyer cashes in?Why does a hearse horse snickerHauling a lawyer away?

A secret's worth depends on the people from whom it must be kept.

The most painful and jealously guarded secrets are perhaps the ones that everyone around us knows. Stupid tragedies. Useless tears.

Eight: the age of exploration, of ghosts and secret forays; the age at which a mystery lurks behind every curtain and every armoire opens into a magical world, which you may enter at any time, but who knows when you will return.

When no one is left to tell what happened, family histories keep their secrets.

C'est la vie. When I got ill, it hurt like hell. I bought a kidney with my credit card, then I got well. I keep Faust's secret still –the clever, cunning, callous bastard didn't have a soul to sell.

Deep down, I'm afraid you're correct," Sister Eileen said finally. "But I can hardly bear the thought of someone we know being a murderer." "Eileen," Mary Helen said bluntly, "every murderer is someone somebody knows." The

How dare he lie to her! And how dare he establish a bordello of all things! Why, their parents would roll over in their graves if they knew. Dead God! They probably knew and already had!

Families, oh, you know, I mean, they're the ones who ought to be in the closet. They're so embarrassing.

You know it's a dysfunctional family," said Riker, "when the one you like best is a mass murderer.

You know it's a dysfunctional family," said Riker, "when the one you like the best is a mass murderer.

There are chapters in every life which are seldom read, and certainly not aloud.

Lying on the front passenger seat, as if it didn't matter, was Rose's Diary. It Mattered.

You have a girlfriend?" said Brian. "You never told us." "I'm not going to tell you now either. Don't tell Mom and Dad, don't tell Jodie, don't tell Bren." "Why not?" said Brian. "Mom and Dad would be thrilled. Unless she's some disgusting skank leading you down a sick and twisted path.

Los Angeles is full of places to hide a body, but when the person inside the body doesn't love you, it's not an easy thing, turning that breathing person into a dead one.

Most people wouldn't like their friends if they got into their phones.

The freedom to choose, in other words, means the freedom to make mistakes, to falter and fail, to come face-to-face with your own flaws and limitations and fears and secrets, to live with the terrible uncertainty that necessarily attends the construction of a self.

I have a hunch from reading about old passageways that there may be one or more rooms off this tunnel," Nancy told Captain Rossland.

It's not the content of out dreams that gives our second heart its dark color; it's the thoughts that go through our heads in those wakeful moments when sleep won't come. And those are the things we never tell anyone at all.