Quotes About Secrecy

In my world, the self-righteous are often the ones sneaking around getting blow jobs before they go home to the wives and kiddies.

I'm used to keeping things to myself, it's habit.And then...And then I kept things from you because the harder I fell in love with you,the more terrified I was. Look,damn it, I didn't want to depend on anyone for- He broke off to drag a hand through his hair. For what? For being there when I needed them, he said on a long breath.

And he had no qualms whatsoever about prying into someone's private thoughts and experiences. And no guilt about hoarding his own.

If more than one person knows a secret, it isn't a secret.

You drag us all out of bed at two in the morning, you've got a reason." "You kill somebody? Because if we've got to dispose of a body this time of night, we'd better get started.

I thought he waited for you at the side door every night, then walked you back at dawn because you were holding a secret canasta tournament. You mean you're having sex? I'm shocked.

She was still head of the Giambelli family, and they had a right to know why she believed their father had been hurt. They had a right to know it fell to her blood. I've spoken with David, she began, and smiled at his children. Before his doctor came in and forced him to rest.

There was a time in our very recent history when it was "interesting" to be a Star Wars fan. It was sort of like admitting you masturbate twice a day or that your favorite band was They Might Be Giants. Star Wars was something everyone of a certain age secretly loved but never openly recognized

I still love him so much I'll hide any amount of conjugated estrogen in his food. So much I'll do anything to destroy him.

The first rule of fight club is, you don't talk about fight club.

In the way our world is, everybody shoulder to shoulder, people knowing everything about you at first glance, a good veil is your tinted limousine window. The unlisted number for your face. Behind a good veil, you could be anyone.

If she was going to die, Marla didn't want to know about it.

In the movie where somebody is invisible all the sudden—you know, a nuclear radiation fluke or a mad scientist recipe—and you think, what would I do if I was invisible...? Like go into the guy's locker room at Gold's Gym or, better yet, the Oakland Raiders' locker room. Stuff like that. Scope things out. Go to Tiffany's and shoplift diamond tiaras and stuff.

The closest thing that comes to how the day felt is when you wipe back to front. You're on the toilet. You're not thinking, and you smear shit on the back of your hanging-down wrinkled ball skin. The more you try to wipe it clean, the skin stretches and the mess keeps getting bigger. The thin layer of shit spreads into the hair and down your thighs. That's how a day like this, how it feels to keep secret.

The first rule of film club is you don't talk about Rosebud.

The first rule about fight club is you don't talk about fight club.

The first rule of Flunk Klub, Aardvark said, is you don't talk about Flunk Klub.

Her body continued to be the black box of a jetliner that had crashed with no survivors.

DövüÅŸ kulübünün ilk kural? dövüÅŸ kulübü hakk?nda konuÅŸmamakt?r. DövüÅŸ kulübünün ikinci kural? dövüÅŸ kulübü hakk?nda konuÅŸmamakt?r.

The fifth rule about Project Mayhem is you have to trust Tyler.

Por entonces yo llevaba un tiempo con un ojo morado, souvenir de una pelea a puñetazos durante las vacaciones de verano. Ninguno de mis compañeros de trabajo me había preguntado nunca por ello, asi que supuse que uno podía hacer cualquier cosa en su vida privada con tal de que te dejara tantos moretones que nadie quisiera conocer los detalles.

Gentlemen, welcome to Fight Club. The first rule of Fight Club is: you do not talk about Fight Club. The second rule of Fight Club is: you DO NOT talk about Fight Club!

The door to my boss's office is always closed now, and we haven't traded more than two words any day since he found the fight club rules in the copy machine and I maybe implied I might gut him with a shotgun blast. Just me clowning around, again.

I smuggle, not snuggle.