Quotes About Secrets

Perhaps your father wouldn't like it?" suggested Patty doubtfully. "Uncle James didn't like it much. I mean Hugo had to be very tactful about it. He couldn't really get on with his plans until Uncle James died. He died quite suddenly." (Arsenic, thought Will—but he still remained silent.)

Nobody on this earth is perfect. Everybody has their flaws; everybody has their dark secrets and vices.

I'm a bit of a vault of secrets. I'm a victim of English reserve, which is slightly in contrast to how I communicate when I auction.

I could have been a top notch spy. People confess the most amazing secrets to me, even when I am not fishing for those nuggets. I must look trustworthy because I sit there with a video camera or a tape recorder while the stories pour out.

My dear…" he said almost tenderly, "you haven't begun to learn the worst of me.

He loved numbers, their patterns and secrets, the way something complex could be reduced to something simple. In mathematics, unlike life, there was always a solution, a definite answer.

Why does everyone always claim women are illogical when men are a hundred times more so? First they want something, then they don't, then they make irrational decisions based on secrets they won't explain and no one is supposed to question them because a man's word is final.

Eavesdroppers hear no good of themselves." "Yes," Pandora conceded, "but they hear fascinating things about other people.

Husband and wives are never completely honest with each other - no marriage could survive it.

Don't do that with your fiance," Heath said. "He'll be asking where you learned it.

Beatrix fled to the one place where she knew he wouldn't find her. The irony was hardly lost on her, that she was hiding from Christopher in the place she had most longed to share with him. And she was well aware that she could not hide from him forever. There would be a reckoning. But after having seen his face when he realized that she was the one who had deceived him, Beatrix wanted to put off that reckoning for as long as possible.

As your friend, I should probably advise you not to do something that you may regret later." Adam smiled as he added, "Of course, one tends to miss out on a great deal of fun that way." "Adam," she chided, "are you encouraging me to do the wrong thing?" "Only if you promise to tell me all about it afterward.

Why does everyone always claim women are illogical when men are a hundred times more so? First they want something, then they don't, then they make irrational decisions based on secrets they won't explain and no one is supposed to question them because a man's word is final.

You'd be surprised what people say across the manicure table.

Are you annoyed because I didn't tell you earlier? I'm sorry. But it's not the sort of thing one can just blurt out over tea, or in the entrance hall …'Here's your hat, and by the way, I'm a virgin

Don't tell anyone I was crying, or I shall be very cross with you." "No, monisha," he had soothed, cuddling her closer as she sniffled. "All your secrets are safe with me. You know that.

Irene told me about you. A long time ago. I remember now. You fucked her when she was a teenager. Then you married her mother. Don't ever call me again.

Owen, however, saw past Luna's ordinary armor. He recognized a feral quality in her. He saw a girl roiling with secrets. And he would have paid good money to know a few of them.

You want to know if maybe Sam could have killed her," Luna said. "I don't think so. He had no motive other than keeping it a secret, and that wouldn't be much of a motive. Our prenup did not have a morals clause. If he killed her, it would have to be a crime of passion. He'd have to lose control. I can't conceive of what would precipitate that.

Owen. Look at me," Amy said. Owen opened the door. "Piece of advice," he said, keeping his back to Amy. "Don't get into bed with men you suspect of murder.

She slept with him once. Phoebe—well, Irene—told me she slept with her mother's fiancé when she took a course from him at college. Before he was her fiancé. He pursued her mom, just a few years later. She was horrified. She tried to stop it, the wedding. She even tried to talk to the guy, and he pretended like it never happened. She knew that if she told her mother the whole truth, her mother wouldn't believe her.

Lisa Marie Rice thrilled fans and new readers alike when she returned to the world of her popular Midnight Series with Midnight Vengeance and Midnight Promises. This June, in Midnight Secrets, we get to fall in love with her cracktastic and sexy romantic suspense series all over again.

Any man who isn't married by thirty-five is either gay or he's got skeletons in his closet.

Maybe he's right. Maybe I am playing with fire, but I cannot stop myself. Beyond reason, I will push him until he reveals everything.