Quotes About Secrecy

a man who loses his privacy loses everything...a man who gives it up of his own free will is a monster

From childhood, she had regarded books as the emblems of a secret brotherhood.

Franz, on the other hand, was certain that the division of life into private and public spheres is the source of all lies: a person is one thing in private and something quite different in public. For Franz, living in truth meant breaking down the barriers between the private and the public. He was fond of quoting André Breton on the desirability of living in a glass house into which everyone can look and there are no secrets.

What people keep secret is the most common, the most ordinary, the most prevalent thing, the same thing everybody has: the body and its needs, its maladies, its manias - constipation, for instance, or menstruation. We ashamedly conceal these intimate matters not because they are so personal but because, on the contrary, they are so lamentably impersonal.

A man who loses his privacy loses everything, Sabina thought.

It is a tragicomic fact that our proper upbringing has become an ally of the secret police. We do not know how to lie. The Tell the truth! imperative drummed into us by our mamas and papas functions so automatically that we feel ashamed of lying even to a secret policeman during an interrogation. It is simpler for us to argue with him or insult him (which makes no sense whatever) than to lie to his face (which is the only thing to do).

El libro era para Teresa la contraseña de una hermandad secreta.

It is a tragicomic fact that our proper upbringing has become an ally of the secret police. We do not know how to lie.

Životopisci neznají sexuální život svých vlastních manželek, ale myslí si, že vÄ›dí vÅ¡echno o pohlavních tajemstvích Stendhala nebo Faulknera.

Para o meu islandês, a amizade é outra coisa: ser-se um guarda diante da porta onde o amigo esconde a sua vida privada; ser-se aquele que nunca abrirá essa porta; que não permitirá que ninguém a abra.

He reflected that somewhere in this apartment were letters of his, which at any time she could give to anyone at all to read. That a piece of his life remained in Zdena's hands was unbearable

Los tubos de la canalización, aunque llegan con sus tentáculos hasta nuestras casas, están cuidadosamente ocultos a nuestra vista y nosotros no sabemos nada de la invisible Venecia de mierda sobre la cual están edificados nuestros cuartos de baño, habitaciones, salas de baile y parlamentos.

they] nurtured a secret love for the cowards, for without them their courage would soon erode into a trivial, monotonous grind admired by no-one.

Cada vez que se metía en la cama con su esposa pensaba en que su amante se lo imaginaba metiéndose en la cama junto a su esposa. Cada vez que pensaba aquello, sentía vergüenza y precisamente por eso pretendía distanciar lo más posible en el espacio la cama en la que dormía con la esposa de la cama en la que hacía el amor con la amante

Quando il giorno dopo lui ripensò a quel sogno, si ricordò di una cosa. Aprì la scrivania e ne estrasse un pacchetto di lettere che gli aveva scritto Sabina. Non ci mise molto a trovare questo brano: Vorrei fare l'amore con te nel mio studio, come su un palcoscenico. E con intorno molte persone, che non avrebbero il permesso di avvicinarsi di un solo passo. Ma non potrebbero toglierci gli occhi di dosso…

We live in an age when private life is being destroyed. The police destroy it in Communist countries, journalists threaten it in democratic countries, and little by little the people themselves lose their taste for private life and their sense of it. Life when one can't hide from the eyes of others — that is hell.

Hän tuntee olevansa niin yksin rakastaessaan koiraa. Surullinen hymy huulillaan hän tuumii että hänen on salattava Kareninia kohtaan tuntemansa rakkaus visummin kuin hänen olisi salattava uskottomuutensa. Ihmiset paheksuvat koiraa kohtaan tunnettua rakkautta.

A man who loses his privacy loses everything, Sabina thought. And a man who gives it up of his own free will is a monster.

But Anne, do you love him?" I asked curiously. The curve of her hood hid all but the corner of her smile. "I am a fool to own it, but I am in a fever for his touch.

My love's manners in bed are not to be discussed by me

I am interested in the loneliness and isolation that we can feel when we hide feelings we are ashamed of, especially if they concern people that we love.

It's because you're too scared to tell anyone who you really love. Love makes us liars.

Never sign a valentine with your own name.

There are a lot of very beautiful people in world. I'd love to tell you who my pin-ups are now, but I might meet them.