Quotes About Secrets

Are we so intimately united to Jesus Christ's idea of prayer—"Your will be done" (Matthew 6:10)—that we catch the secrets of God? What makes God so dear to us is not so much His big blessings to us, but the tiny things, because they show His amazing intimacy with us

The birth of the Ego, and of the world-anxiety with which it is identical, is one of the final secrets of humanity and of mobile life generally. In front of the Microcosm there stands up a Macrocosm wide and overpowering, an abyss of alien, dazzling existence and activity that frightens the small lonely ego back into itself...Over the dawn of the new Culture likewise lay this deathly anxiety.

Now and then you poor humanities, who are always so dimly conscious that you are all lies to one another, get a glimpse of various truths from some cynical dead man's diary, or some statesman's secret papers. But you never are warned: you placidly continue greedily to gobble up, unexamined, the falsehoods of public men; and impudently to adjudicate on the nurevealed secrets of private lives.

To be silent is but a small virtue; but it is a serious fault to reveal secrets.

Hap sighed. If he could change one thing about Umber-besides his constant need for the thrill of exploration-it would be his obsession with secrets and surprises.

Anna is something wrong " he asked his brow furrowed. Yes I want to say. You ran a prison camp for Jews. You keep my parents locked in the ghetto. You let your wife's father be killed and would kill Jacob too if given the chance. Your wretched Gestapo came to our house and now Lukasz might have to leave us. Let me count the ways. Of course I did not dare to say any of this. "No Herr Kommandant " I replied managing to keep my voice even. "Everything is fine.

You kept this from me." "I didn't include you," he corrected. As if that made a difference.

The Agency's job is keeping secrets. You could ask about the weather, and they would neither confirm or deny that there IS weather.

Part of me just wants to force-feed these women some spoonfuls of fatty pâté. But another part of me is dying to know their secrets. Having kids who sleep well, wait and don't whine surely helps them stay so calm. But there's got to be more to it. Are they secretly struggling with anything? Where's their belly fat? If this is all a façade, what's behind it? Are French mothers really perfect? And if so, are they happy?

One of the best pieces of advice I've ever received was from my grandmother, who said, "A woman always has to keep something of her own, even if it's a jar of quarters." The other was from my agent, another wise woman, who told me twenty years ago: "You don't have to tell everything you know.

It's no big secret that Nicole and I are no longer friends, ... I will not go into the details of what happened. All I will say is that Nicole knows what she did, and that's all I am ever going to say about it.

Secrets are corrosive. Secrets destroy anything you try to layer over them. It's like using concealer to cover a black eye. You can hide it, but that's not the same as healing.

El tamiz de los cuentos es el ojo de la cerradura.

Somehow if she'd know the worst parts, she couldn't have gone on being a haven for him...Men said they didn't tell their women about France because they didn't want to worry them. but it was more than that. He needed her ignorance to hide in. Yet, at the same time, he wanted to know and be known as deeply as possible. And the two desires were irreconcilable.

We're looking for places that aren't on a map. If we put them on one, then anybody could find them.

Are you going to tell me what that was about?" Adam asked as we went back upstairs. "Sometime," I told him. "When we're telling ghost stories around a campfire, and I want to scare you.

People who know other people's secrets can't afford to do things that impair their ability to control their mouths.

I can't protect you from knowledge.

My father said that a silent person is trying to hide something.

You'd tell the world what your best friend wore to sleep if you thought it made a good enough story.

But that was the trouble with ancient artifacts - no one really knew what they did.

When things started to get dangerous, it was important to have people who knew as much as you did. That way, when you stupidly got yourself killed, someone would have a starting place to look for your murderer.

Over the years, she'd learned not to question him too closely—mostly because he wouldn't answer her.

See that's the thing about secrets. All you have to do is tell one person—and suddenly everyone knows.