Quotes About Secrets

I'm good at keeping secrets, but if it's not something super serious I usually tell people not to tell me because I'll tell someone else.

Not as many people watch 'Doctor Who' as watch the Super Bowl, obviously, but the tropes that attract nerds are no longer a secret cult. It's a much larger culture, in the specific sense.

Things are not all so easy to grasp and to express as most people would have us believe; most events are inexpressible, and take place in a sphere that no word has ever entered. Most inexpressible of all are works of art, existences full of secrets whose life continues alongside ours, whilst ours is transitory.

Most events are inexpressible, and take place in a sphere that no word has ever entered. Most inexpressible of all are works of art, existences full of secrets whose life continues alongside ours, while ours is transitory.

There is no privacy that cannot be penetrated. No secret can be kept in the civilized world. Society is a masked ball where everyone hides his real character, then reveals it by hiding

Music takes us out of the actual and whispers to us dim secrets that startles out wonder as to who we are, and for what, whence, and whereto.

He then learns that in going down into the secrets of his own mind, he has descended into the secrets of all minds.

For the secrets of life are not shown except to sympathy and likeness.

God is the Audience of One. There are no secrets from Him.

Get to the other side" is still the basic paradigm. "Visit all the map" is handled by a "secrets"* system. Time limits add another dimension of challenge.

He carries no burden, he feels no pain. What man, like woman, lies down in the darkness and gets up with child? The gentle, smiling ones own the good secret. Oh, what strange wonderful clocks women are. They nest in Time. They make flesh that holds fast and binds eternity.

Everyone thinks that. It's one of those little secrets we keep from each other. Show me a serious man and I'll show you a man who has never wept. Show me a madman and I'll show you a man who dried his tears a long time ago. Go ahead." "I

By night the wires on the high poles tell evil tales in the dripping mist.

I leave you now at the bottom of your own stair, at half after midnight, with a pad, a pen, and a list to be made. Conjure the nouns, alert the secret self, taste the darkness. Your own Thing stands waiting way up there in the attic shadows. If you speak softly, and write any old word that wants to jump out of your nerves onto the page... your Thing at the top of the stairs in your own private night... May well come down.

And for a moment it seemed to me as if I also were buried in a vast grave full of unspeakable secrets.

doomed to be the recipient of confidences...

I have a feeling that someone nearby is soon going to find out something about me that will mean the end, although I can't imagine what that something is.

Secrets that reside in the mind of one person aren't really secrets. They're unspoken fears.

Secrets that reside only in the mind of one person aren't really secrets. They're unspoken fears.

There are some secrets so toxic you can't share. Especially if you love who it is you'd have to share with.

In all marriages there is the imbalance: one who loves more than the other. One who licks wounds in secret, the rust-taste of blood.

You spared the adults in your household. You learned how if a thing is not spoken of, even those closest to you, who love you, will assume that it doesn't exist.

if you blunder by accident into a secret it's like you've pushed open a door where you thought was just a wall. You can look through, if you're brave or reckless enough you can even step inside-taking a chance what you'll learn is worth what it costs.

Truths are the last thing you learn about your family. By the time you learn, you're no longer their child.