Quotes About Secrecy

The Old World was the domain of the Old School of wizardry—the "maintain secrecy and don't attract attention" way of thinking. I guess they have a point, given the Inquisition and all. I don't belong to the Old School. I have an ad in the Yellow Pages, under "Wizards." Big shocker—I'm the only one there. I have to pay the bills somehow, don't I?

If you tell anyone about this, Dresden," she said, "I will murder you slowly. With dental implements.

whispering about Harry) He is supposed to be a decent sort, right? Depends on who you hear it from, said Ace. People who get in his way have had a habit of getting real dead.

He could be breaking apart inside and you'd never know it from the way he acted. He'd be just as pleasant and polite as if he didn't have a care in the world. You had to be careful with someone like that. You could never know what he was thinking.

I dealt with it the same way I deal with everything. I just tended my own garden, didn't pay much attention, behaved—I suppose—deviously. I mean I didn't actually let too many people know what I was doing.

It is impossible to think of Howard Hughes without seeing the apparently bottomless gulf between what we say we want and what we do want, between what we officially admire and secretly desire, between, in the largest sense, the people we marry and the people we love.

I liked my floaty, superior life more than I could have admitted. I liked the remote spaces I was settling into. I liked looking down from above — the calm of it. I kept this preference to myself. Mostly.

Beneath her Marks and Spencer jersey, her heart sometimes called him darling, and after two glasses of Liebfraumilch, lover.

Hannah? Tell me you didn't…" Delores paused to clear her throat, and when she spoke again, she sounded very tentative. "Did you?" "I'm afraid I did, Mother. I found Lucy last night." "Hannah! You've simply got to stop doing things like this!" "It's not like a scavenger hunt, Mother. I don't go around looking for murder victims on purpose." Hannah realized she sounded

Why were you smiling like that?" "Smiling like what?" "Like the cat that got into the cream pot.

Think about it for a while. How can you hope to have any friends when you spy on everything they do? How can you enjoy the present when you can see the future? Most of all, how can you love when you know Death lies in waiting?

Everyone has a story; everyone hides his past as a means of self-preservation. Some just do it better, and more thoroughly, than others.

It's like the psychiatrists themselves are buying into that stupid belief that therapy is something to hide.

But there was a part of her that wondered what would happen if she let them all in on the secretthat some mornings, it was hard to get out of bed and put on someone else's smile; that she was standing on air, a fake who laughed at all the right jokes and whispered all the right gossip and attracted the right guy, a fake who had nearly forgotten what it felt like to be real…and who, when you got right down to it, didn't want to remember, because it hurt even more than this.

Where is the line between keeping something private, and being dishonest?

There's a reason you don't have pictures of your work area at sweet home.

When you and Dad fall asleep at 9:30pm, my sister and I can sneak out and have some actual fun!

He was so romantic. He always made sure that his roommate was asleep before we'd do it.

To betray you must first belong.

When women didn't show the world ALL that they have to offer. Mystery keeps em coming back.

Being the 'other woman' is fun until your conscience acts up or you get caught.

Shame is pride's cloak.

Some people take more care to hide their wisdom, than their folly.

Proclaim not all thou knowest