Quotes About Secrets

Cecilia swore again and rubbed her head, which really did hurt. She looked at the shoe boxes and saw that they were all for financial years dating back to the eighties. She began stuffing the pile of receipts into one of the boxes when her eye was caught by her own name on a white business envelope.

The girl who reveals herself heart and soul to her friend reveals the secrets of the entire sex; for every girl is the guardian of the feminine mysteries.

How few friends would remain friends if each could see the sentiments of the other in their entirety.

He hadn't told me everything, but I'd left him for dead. I guess we were just about even.

But it's a whole lot easier to keep[secrets] when you've got someone else who knows breathing in the same room. Carrying them alone is like having a huge spiky weight digging into your shoulders and chest, a weight you can't shift even while you're sleeping.

Man inser inte hur mycket man ansträngt sig för att dölja saker förrän man försöker gräva fram dem [Karaktärens ord]

Lincoln Child

It was said that a man does not look behind a door unless he has once stood there.

Columbus isn't exactly the murder capital of the world, but like every city it has a dark side.

when I checked the other day, I found it - my strawberry patch - overgrown and hidden under weeds, but still there...like secrets, like memories. You can make yourself believe that they have been erased. But they are there, if you look closely. If you have a wish to uncover them.

You can make yourself believe that someone can look into your eyes and read your mind. You can wish for it, or dread it. There is no cause for either. As long as you carry your words inside, they are safe. You are the sole keeper. But sometimes that is a terrible curse, Adam. Those unformed words take on an enormous weight. Sometimes the burden of them becomes more than you can carry. For me it did. I simply had to share it. And Angela came to me. (238)

There are no secrets here. Everybody knows everything about everybody. Or they would like to think they do. Secrets have to be well guarded, and the price is high.

Every story has another story inside, but you don't usually get to read the inside one. It's deleted or torn up or maybe filed away before the story becomes a book ...

Girls. The oldest mystery in the universe.

You can't stand up to the night until you understand what's hiding in its shadows.

The moon likes secrets ... and secret things. She lets mysteries bleed into her shadows and leaves us to ask whether they originated from otherworlds, or from our own imaginations.

Without mysteries, life would be very dull indeed. What would be left to strive for if everything were known?

My mind is huge with little stories that I never told you.

Secrets bind and separate in strict accordance with who's in them .

hoarders of guilty secrets are inevitably consumed with appearances.

So much lying in marriage is merely a matter of keeping quiet.

girls told us that they would be open to telling an adult if a friend showed signs of an eating disorder, except for one thing: they didn't want to be seen as disloyal. They were fiercely committed to supporting one another and keeping one another's secrets, and they worried that telling an adult about a troubling change in a peer's eating would be a social transgression.

I slide down between the sheets beside him, like a secret letter slipped into the safety of an envelope. And dream of ancient places, where everyone is young.

Freddie couldn't help himself sometimes. His dad was just so fucking perfect. Or at least that was the overriding narrative. Amazing Tom Fitzwilliam. Isn't he handsome? Isn't he clever? Isn't he charming? Isn't he tall? Hasn't he got an enormously huge dick? Well, no one had ever actually said that, but he did. Freddie had seen it.