Quotes About Secrecy

Marianne was not the type to speak of such things, she'd worry she was betraying the boy's confidence, but if the boy was pursuing her, so much more doggedly than other boys had pursued her. Marianne would be terribly distressed. Nothing worried her more than the possibility she'd hurt someone's feelings.

It was as dark as the inside of a cabinet minister.

What happens in private always has an effect upon what happens in public. 3.

Doubt is something that should be entertained privately.

Mabel Rose Chen was a perfect daughter. She knew this because everybody said it. ... The thing about being a perfect daughter was that nobody suspected you might not be so perfect. That maybe you were fascinated by the fact that you belonged to this powerful family, and maybe you weren't so great at violin or tennis or French, but you were very, very good at spying.

Well, let's elect you Minister of Withholding Information, then

How do you expect to keep our seeing each other a secret? You've been all over the news here for years. People will recognize you wherever you go. I won't be recognized, but you will. You're America's corporate sex symbol; you're the one whose motto is If it moves, take it to bed. Matt and Meredith

There is one thing above all others that I despise. It is fingers, especially female fingers, messing around in my guts. My guts, like Victorian marriage, are private.

All the dead bolts, pulled shades and hidden knives in the world couldn't protect you from the truth.

I tried to give blood the other day. The blood bank refused to take it, though. Because I wouldn't tell them where I got it from.

We must not let daylight in upon the magic.

There are times when the truth is the worst possible thing you can come out with.

I don't want to talk about intelligence matters. I will say, however, that intelligence-community estimates should not become public in the way of this city and in the way of Congress.

A Sasquatch-like creature. Those were their words, not mine. I didn't even know the word Sasquatch. Had I known the problems it would cause - just the suggestion I'd seen such a thing - I would have never opened my mouth about it.

to pry too hard into somebody else's business,

He leaned toward her, lowered his voice. "I don't trust her. I can't even tell you why, but there's something.

Hey, Mom, what's new?" "By God, today it's raining and foggy." "Foggy" meant security forces were present. "Raining" meant they're shooting. "Storms" meant shelling. And we were saying all of this in the heat of summer!

Backstage controls the show, not the audience."

The old world was destroyed because of its own greed and secretiveness. Those least evolved rose to the top, as happens here. Your leaders, as you call them, are all people with damaged senses of self-worth. The damaged goods run the civilization. That's why it cannot last." "Abraham Lincoln was damaged goods?" "The need to lead is a symptom.

Things every person should have: •A nemesis. •An evil twin. •A secret headquarters. •An escape hatch. •A partner in crime. •A secret identity.

Deixava os meus manuscritos permanecerem na gaveta do meu escritório durante anos, antes de me sentir suficientemente seguro para publicá-los. Ser esperto era algo que eu podia deixar para os outros.

All superheroes had pretty much the same problem. Batman was flash and sexy compared to Bruce Wayne and even Robin was a lot cooler than Dick Grayson. As for Superman, well. It was a fucking miracle that Clark Kent had never committed suicide.

Unfortunately, this world is full of people who are ready to think the worst when they see a man sneaking out of the wrong bedroom in the middle of the night.

Warum er traurig war? [...] Weil die Welt sich so enttäuschend ausnahm, sobald man erkannte, wie dünn ihr Gewebe war, wie grob gestrickt die Illusion, wie laienhaft vernäht ihre Rückseite. Weil nur Geheimnis und Vergessen es erträglich machten. Weil man es ohne den Schlaf, der einen täglich aus der Wirklichkeit riß, nicht aushielt. Nicht Wegsehenkönnen war Traurigkeit. Wachsein war Traurigkeit. Erkennen [...] war Verzweiflung. [...] Weil die Zeit immer verging.