Quotes About Secrecy

There are plenty who regard a wall behind which something is happening as a very curious thing.

Argot is nothing more nor less than a wardrobe in which language, having some bad deed to do, disguises itself. It puts on word-masks and metaphoric rags.

Let misery hide itself in silence, otherwise it becomes treason.

flaps and buttons. She concealed her gray hair

The reader has, no doubt, already divined that M. Madeleine is no other than Jean Valjean.

TO CONFIDE IS SOMETIMES TO DELIVER INTO A PERSON'S POWER

Let me tell you something else I know. When you hide things away, and keep them secret, they have a ... power.

Not, not mine: it's somebody else's wound. I could never have borne it. So take the thing that happened, hide it, stick it in the ground. Whisk the lamps away . . . Night.

her mother's fear, and the shame that was its silent twin.

She had slit a tiny opening in the lining and slipped the thick envelope inside of it.

I would have been fine." "I couldn't take the chance." "Why not?" He hesitated. "Because as much as I hate to admit it, you're good at what you do. And we can't afford to lose someone who's good." " 'We'? " she repeated. He glanced around. "Père Clément. And others like him." "Forgers." "Shhhh," he said instantly.

Maybe the lie wasn't as wrong if it wasn't uttered aloud.

it was the sudden, shocking exposure of actual conspiracies starting in the 1970s that made Americans overcorrect, to assume that anything bad is the intentional result of some conspiracy. Which may make it harder, ironically, to expose and dismantle the rare real ones.

Maybe I had a "secret identity", but then when you think about it, don't we all? A part of ourselves very few people ever get to see. The part we think of as "me". The part that deals with the big stuff. Makes the real choices. The part everything else is a reflection of.

De vez en cuando, en algún paraje desierto, nos besábamos rozándonos sólo los labios. Nos gustaba darnos un beso rápido, a escondidas. Yo me sentía como si me hubiera tocado, a mí solamente, la parte más deliciosa del fruto que me ofrecía el mundo.

MITCH Rapp gave a quick knock on the Oval Office door and then entered.

I JUST texted you the address," John Alton said. "Key's under the mat.

The man who has not lived in the secrecy and intelligence environment—really lived in it and fully experienced it—cannot write accurately about it. There is no substitute for the day to day living of a life in which he tells his best friends and acquaintances, his family and his everyday contacts one story while he lives another.

That is for me to know and for you to dot, dot, dot.-Damon Salvatore

You want a love that consumes you. You want passion and adventure, and even a little danger... I want you to get everything you're looking for. But for right now, I want you to forget that this happened. Can't have people knowing I'm in town yet. Goodnight, Elena.

You can't tell me? You disappear one day without any kind of warning, without any kind of note...you leave the gang and me and just competely vanish and nobody know where to find you, not even your uncle...and now you appear again and now you can't tell me where you were?" He was working himself into one of his Extremely Excited States, Jez realised.

Nature meant his face to be expressive but he did not; for an expression is a give-away and he did not want to give anything away.

All confidence is dangerous unless it is complete; there are few circumstances in which it is not better either to hide all or to tell all.

All confidence placed in another is dangerous if it is not perfect, for on almost all occasions we ought to tell everything or to conceal everything. We have already told too much of our secret, if one single circumstance is to be kept back.