Quotes About Secrets

Pari has not told the children about the suicide. They may learn one day, probably will. But they wouldn't learn it from her. She will not plant the seed in their mind, that a parent is capable of abandoning her children, of saying to them You are not enough. For Pari, the children and Eric have always been enough. They always will be.

Spune-i secretul t?u vântului, dar nu te-ntoarce împotriva lui fiindc? le-a spus copacilor.

Pode contar seus segredos ao vento, mas, depois, não vá culpá-lo por contar tudo às árvores — disse a menina, batendo com o pé no chão.

This was the illness my father was carrying around with him.

The last to learn of gossip are the parties concerned

But tonight was the night. Chloe and Jake were finally going to tell their parents. Tomorrow, I could be planning my boyfriend's funeral.

He could hardly imagine anymore what his life would be without the weight of his hidden knowledge. He'd come to think of it as a kind of penance. It was self-destructive, he could see that, but that was the way things were. People smoked, they jumped out of airplanes, they drank too much and got into their cars and drove without seat belts.

Ivy!' I stammered, then glared at Kisten. 'You told Ivy? Thanks a hell of a lot. Want to call my mom next?

Trent and Ellasbeth did the nasty? Ewwww!

My breath slipped from me, almost a groan. Trent Kalamack. The obscenely successful, smiling businessman, ruthless bio- and street-drug lord, elf in hiding, and pain-in-my-ass-extraordinaire Trent Kalamack. Right on schedule. Why is it you show up only when I need money?

Can we get back to how we're going to kill Nick? And what's this about a dead body? You'd better start talking quick, Ivy, 'cause I'm not going to play hide-and-seek with a dead guy in my trunk. I did that in college, and I'm not going to do it again." A smile quirked Ivy's mouth. "Really?" she asked, and I flushed.

I shook my head and settled myself in the bumpy wicker chair. Now, what would be a good segue? So, I hear Jih isn't the only one who's been knocked up….

Can we get back to how we're going to kill Nick? And what's this about a dead body? You'd better start talking quick, Ivy, 'cause I'm not going to play hide-and-seek with a dead guy in my trunk. I did that in college, and I'm not going to do it again.

There are no secrets, there is no mystery. We make that all up. In fact, it's all right there in front of us. You have to have enough food to get through winter and spring. That's what it all comes down to. You have to live in a way that will gather enough food each fall to get through winter.

When the bishop farted we were amused to hear about it. Should the ploughboy find treasure we must be told. But when the ploughboy farts... er... keep it to yourself.

If she only knew that all of his poems had been written to her and no one else, every single one, even the one to Night, even the one to the Spirit of the Swamp. But that was something she should never know.

He can learn things about me through your blood. Can learn about my sister! She briefly covered her mouth. He can see everything we've done! I don't want that leech to know what we do in private. Lothaire strolled up, making a scoffing sound. As if I don't watch you two live from a distance.

The corners of his lips curled. "You and your secrets. Ah, peekôn , just when I think I've solved one mystery about you, up comes another one. I will figure you out one day. En garde, cher. Consider yourself warned.

Why would I kill to know what she's thinking right now? Probably because I enjoy killing.

Whisper, whisper, whisper.

How come you can call him, but I can't talk to Gabe?" Joules probably missed him as much as I missed Aric. Or, rather, the old Aric. "Because you have a temper that Gabriel will know how to needle. He could get you to spill our plans." "I don't have a bloody feckin' temper!

So much for you to learn, Empress. Beware the inactivated card." One Arcana's powers lay dormant—until he or she killed another player. "Who is it?" "Don't ask, if you ever want to know.

Some secrets can never be known. They go to the grave with you like children never born. —LUCIA THE HUNTRESS, Valkyrie of mysterious origin, world's most skilled archeress

When a spy is captured, he takes a suicide pill, believing it's better to die than be tortured. By that reasoning shouldn't those same pills be issued to anyone foolish enough to fall in love? —The Lighter Side of Death