Quotes About Secrets

My friend is not allowed to go out today. I sit by his side and read him passages from his own life. They fill him with surprise. Everyone should keep someone else's diary; I sometimes suspect you of keeping mine.

A man who marries without knowing Bunbury has a very tedious time of it.

I feel that if I kept it secret it might grow in my mind (as poisonous things grow in the dark) and take its place with the other terrible thoughts that gnaw me

If they know nothing of death, it is because they know little of life, for the secrets of life and death belong to those, and those only, whom the sequence of time affects, and who possess not merely the present but the future, and can rise or fall from a past of glory or of shame. Movement, that problem of the visible arts, can be truly realised by Literature alone. It is Literature that shows us the body in its swiftness and the soul in its unrest.

Do you really keep a diary? I'd give anything to look at it. May I? Oh, no. You see, it is simply a very young girl's record of her own thoughts and impressions, and consequently meant for publication. When it appears in volume form I hope you will order a copy.

I keep a diary in order to enter the wonderful secrets of my life. If I didn't write them down, I should probably forget all about them.' 'Memory, my dear Cecily, is the diary that we all carry about with us.

Lips that Shakespeare taught to speak have whispered their secret in my ear. I have had the arms of Rosalind around me, and kissed Juliet on the mouth.

Ordinary people waited till life disclosed to them its secrets, but to the few, to the elect, the mysteries of life were revealed before the veil was drawn away.

the secrets of art are best learned in secret, and that Beauty, like Wisdom, loves the lonely worshipper.

Yes Harry I believe that is true. I cannot help telling you things. You have a curious influence over me. If I ever did a crime I would come and confess it to you. You would understand me.

Describe us as a sex, was her challenge. Sphinxes without secrets.

I keep a diary in order to enter the wonderful secrets of my life. If I didn't write them down, I should not probably forget all about them.

To get back one's youth, one has merely to repeat one's follies. A delightful theory! she exclaimed. I must put it into practice. A dangerous theory! came from Sir Thomas's tight lips. Lady Agatha shook her head, but could not help being amused. Mr. Erskine listened. Yes, he continued, that is one of the great secrets of life. Nowadays most people die of a sort of creeping common sense, and discover when it is too late that the only things one never regrets are one's mistakes.

Define us as a sex. LORD ILLINGWORTH Sphinxes without secrets.

Yes, continued Lord Henry, that is one of the great secrets of life-- to cure the soul by means of the senses, and the senses by means of the soul. You are a wonderful creation. You know more than you think you know, just as you know less than you want to know.

that is one of the great secrets of life. Nowadays most people die of a sort of creeping common sense, and discover when it is too late that the only things one never regrets are one's mistakes.

Men have educated us. But not explained you. Describe us as a sex, was her challenge. Sphinxes without secrets.

What would you say, Harry, if I told you that I had murdered Basil? said the younger man. He watched him intently after he had spoken.

As he passed out, he used to look with wonder at the black confessionals and long to sit in the dim shadow of one of them and listen to men and women whispering through the worn grating the true story of their lives.

As pessoas comuns costumavam esperar para que a vida lhes exibisse os próprios segredos; para a minoria, porém, para os eleitos, os mistérios da vida eram revelados antes mesmo que o véu fosse afastado, efeito, muitas vezes, da arte, especialmente da literatura, que lida, direto, com as paixões e o intelecto.

La gente ordinaria esperaba a que la vida les desvelase sus secretos, pero para unos pocos, para los elegidos, la vida revelaba sus misterios antes de apartar el velo.

Yes, he continued, that is one of the great secrets of life. Nowadays most people die of a sort of creeping common sense, and discover when it is too late that the only things one never regrets are one's mistakes.

Read what is here. How could reading a letter harm you? There might even be something in it that pleases you. My secrets are carried, by these letters, over land and sea: even enemies read letters received from their enemies.

Between the houses was a common wall, Flawed with a narrow chink long years ago, When it was built. This chink, so long unnoticed- But what does it not see? - those lovers found And made of it their voices' passageway, And safely flowed the whispered words of love