Quotes About Secrecy

It may perhaps be pleasant, but it is sometimes a disadvantage to be so very guarded. If a woman conceals her affection with the same skill from the object of it, she may lose the opportunity.

Famous murderers are only famous because they get caught. The best killers are those whose names we shall never know.

I cannot speak of the things I have seen, nor seek the comfort for the pain I feel. If I did, this nation would descend into a deeper kind of madness, or think of it's president mad. The truth, I am afraid, must live as paper and ink. Hidden and forgotten until every man named here has passed to dust.

I beg to differ," said Doyle. "Famous murderers are only famous because they get caught. The best killers are those whose names we shall never know.

It doesn't matter that Bush scares the hell out of me. What matters is that he scares the hell out of a lot of very important people in Washington who can't speak out, in the military, in the intelligence community.

Is it far?" she asked. "About three hours, ma'am," he said, keeping his eyes on the pavement. "Another three hours." She tried to think of something witty and British to say. "I already feel like a thrice-used tea bag." He didn't smile. "Oh. Um, I'm Jane. What's your name?" He shook his head. "Not allowed to say." Of course, she thought, I'm entering Austenland. The servant class is invisible.

Tonight he was a firm adherent to the classic McCloud school of thought; plant bugs first, apologize later.

Now she had to pretend not to love the man she was pretending to love while pretending she wasn't sleeping with him.

Your maman was in my room last night." "And I was not." His tone was glum.

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If I pass a mirror, I turn away, I do not want to look at her, and she does not want to be seen.

I think he had come, in private, to feel he was dying, with me

A truth that no one knows is still the truth.

I never ask no questions, I never speak my mind. I've always found that silence helps to keep me and my kind alive ...' Judas Priest

One can't long stay a secret to the self" -H.W. Marsworth

Why was she sitting in a tree?" "She was hiding from the organ thieves." Ric blinked. "Sorry?" "Do you really want me to explain it?" "Not particularly.

if I were you, I wouldn't try and track her down." "Why not?" "Because when it comes to Dee, you're better off not knowing where she's going or what she's up to. You'll only have to lie to the authorities later.

She never discussed her past in detail, but a few tidbits she'd dropped here and there over the last few months they'd all been hanging together convinced Ronnie and Sissy that the woman hadn't merely lived on the wild side, but instead owned prime real estate there.

I'm here with Eggie." All eyes focused on Ric and he suddenly felt like he'd just been handed a speedy death sentence. "Not for that!" Miss Darla gasped, then added with a firm nod. "Don't you worry one bit, Ulrich. I made Eggie fill in that shallow grave before we drove up here." Lock grimaced and Ric swallowed. "Thank you?

I'd learned that my mother was a badass in disguise. She was Van Helsing in an apron and heels, and—at least for the time being—I couldn't think of a single thing cooler than that.

How long can you keep me invisible?" "As long as were in physical contact." My throat felt dry. "Holding hands?" That's how we'd done it last time. "Unless you had something else in mind?

No-one knows what I do in my private, spare time, so I don't see why anyone would assume I'm celibate or somehow turning into a Garboesque character.

I like to dress up in a tailored suit from time to time, and there's a tailor I go to in Naples who's fantastic. But if I told anyone his name, I'd have to kill them.

You don't want your relationship to be in the press, but at the same time, and this is only a theory, the more you try and keep it secret, the more the media tries to crack it open.