Quotes About Secrecy

ShadowClan cats are better than most of us at hiding," Firestar pointed out under his breath.

Fireheart tried to hide his misgivings as he led the three RiverClan warriors down the tunnel and into the camp.

Looking for you!" "Spying on me!" Hollypaw flinched. "You shouldn't be here, playing with her!" She glared at Heatherpaw. "Why not? She's just a friend." "A friend from another Clan!" "You're friends with Willowpaw!" "I don't sneak off every night to see her." Lionpaw opened his mouth to object, but no words came out.

Thank you," the former deputy meowed solemnly. "You revealed the truth when no other cat could.

Because of this, some cats always questioned her loyalty to the warrior code—though never within earshot of Graystripe.

Lives begun in deception are always lived in shadow.

Do Mistyfoot and Stonefur know all this?" Fireheart asked. "Now listen to me," rasped Graypool. "Mistyfoot and Stonefur know nothing, and if you tell them what I've just told you, I'll rip your liver out and feed it to the crows." She thrust her head forward and drew her lips back as she spoke, baring her teeth. In spite of her age, Fireheart flinched.

It is upsetting to many parents that their teen-agers introduce them to their friends as encyclopedia salesmen who are just passing through ... if they introduce them at all. I have some acquaintances who hover in dark parking lots, enter church separately and crouch in furnace rooms so their teen-agers will not be accused of having parents.

Eat in the dark the bargain that you purchased in the dusk.

you only know what I want you to know, you only see what I want you to see."... Wade: " I don't care! I am in love with your mind, with the person you are. I couldn't care about the packaging.

Now I'm in a top-secret government base somewhere in the middle of fucking Iowa, waiting to find out what the hell is happening. In short—I'm totally losing my shit.

I-r0k and Aech attended the same school and had a few classes together, but I still couldn't figure out why Aech had granted him access to the Basement.

She used to make me wear earplugs at night so I wouldn't hear her in the next room, talking dirty to tricks in other time zones.

As soon as they saw Aech's score increase, they would have used Fyndoro's Tablet of Finding and learned that he was currently on Frobozz.

Setec Astronomy.

No," Daito said. "We're not. You're all strangers to us. For all we know, any one of you could be a Sixer spy.

A dude just ahead of me in line actually had a top-of-the-line miniature Sinatro OASIS console concealed inside a prosthetic testicle. Talk about balls.

The talk of the educated, the talk in books, confused him, as if on purpose, as if education itself were a conspiracy to make certain that the knowledge of the world was unavailable to him. And yet he believed in his own intelligence, took pride in the way his thoughts came together like the cocking of a revolver. But the words were never there to express the thoughts, and so his private stock of knowledge was forever his secret, sealed inside by his ignorance.

Es la hora en que brillan las luces de los burdeles y las cantinas. La casa de Caifás está llena de gente. Las luces del palacio de Somoza están prendidas. Es la hora en que se reúnen los Consejos de Guerra y los técnicos en torturas bajan a las prisiones. La hora de los policías secretos y de los espías, cuando los ladrones y los adúlteros rondan las casas y se ocultan los cadáveres. Un bulto cae al agua.

What can you do for us, Hylas?" The beautiful boy smiled, dazzling me. "Show me this hiding place of yours first, then I'll do as much for you as I can. We're all brothers on this voyage." Just what I needed: another brother.

You must be there with me, Atalanta. I wouldn't be able to say a word if I was alone with him. And we must see him secretly. If my father knew, he'd lock me up again." Again? I wanted to ask what she meant, but with Medea, perhaps there were some riddles better left unanswered.

I remember being a kid and sleeping over at my friend's house and staying up late and watching 'Nosferatu.' Vampire movies are supposed to be secret and bad. They should be rated R.

It was never in my dreams to make my personal life anybody else's business.

Like a saint's vision of beatitude. Like the veil of things as they seem drawn back by an unseen hand. For a second you see—and seeing the secret, are the secret. For a second there is meaning! Then the hand lets the veil fall and you are alone, lost in the fog again, and you stumble on toward nowhere, for no good reason!