Quotes About Secrecy

explored." "It is the glory of God to conceal a matter," says the book

The very word Secrecy is repugnant in a free and open society.

Beware of the waiting room. He closed the door at once, as if he had rehearsed that moment. I opened it quickly, and leaned out to call after him, The what? He turned, but only to give a sharp wave, the Trafalgar Square crowd swallowed him up. I couldn't get the smile on his face out of my mind, it secreted an omission. Something he'd saved up, a mysterious last word. Waiting room. Waiting room. Waiting room. It went round in my head all that evening.

What had always attracted me in the opposite sex was what they tried to hide, what provoked all the metaphorical equivalents of seducing them out of their clothes into nakedness.

He) paused for a second and once more marveled at the speed with which one person's private business could be so thoroughly kicked around the neighborhood.

whispered because Barney heard everything, was to drag a case or a hearing past lunch and into the afternoon when he always took his nap.

They don't advertise, and their names are never in the papers. I doubt if a member has been arrested in the past ten years. It's a small network, very tight and disciplined.

You weren't required to divulge all of your witnesses and describe what they were going to say, no sir. It was trial by ambush.

Hello, Jenny," he said. She was very pretty and young and Theo was in love. He would marry Jenny tomorrow if he could, but his age and her husband complicated things. Plus, she was pregnant, and this bothered Theo, though he mentioned it to no one.

When possible, never let the enemy know what you know.

Liza wiped some tears and decided to keep things dark. No one knew she was there and lights would only attract attention.

Donovan shrugged and glanced around. He wasn't nervous or frightened; he just didn't want to be heard. He was calm and articulate with a slight mountain twang, and Samantha was captivated, both by his narrative and his dark eyes.

The fifth member of the team preferred to work at home. Ahmed was the hacker, the forger, the creator of all illusions, but he didn't have the nerve to carry guns and such. He worked from his basement in Buffalo and had never been caught or arrested. He left no trails. His 5 percent would come off the top. The other four would take the rest in equal

her in hiding.

She spent a fortune on clothes and jewelry, more than you would expect from a person with her salary. She got a new secretary every other year because she didn't want anyone to get too close. She was aloof, distant, always tough, but she never suspected me because I kept my distance.

DARNLEY'S MURDER involved three distinct elements: a conspiracy, a crime and a cover-up.

She also sent away her confidential secretary and decipherer, Raulet. He was a Guise retainer

She ended with a grim warning: "Burn this letter, for it is too dangerous

I don't want you to describe to me—not ever—what you were doing to that poor boy to make him sound like that; but if you ever do it again, please cover his mouth with your hand.

In a school community, someone who reads a book for some secretive purpose, other than discussing it, is strange. What was she reading for?

Homer and Candy passed by the empty and brightly lit dispensary; they peeked into Nurse Angela's empty office. Homer knew better than to peek into the delivery room when the light was on. From the dormitory, they could hear Dr. Larch's reading voice. Although Candy held tightly to his hand, Homer was inclined to hurry – in order not to miss the bedtime story.

You're the biggest secret I know...The only way I know what's going on with you is the only way everyone else knows it. I just have to wait and read your next book.

Don't worry, Bill," Borkman told me. "I have Muriel and Richard in my pocket-back!" "In your back pocket—yes," I said to the crafty deerstalker on skis.

Nowadays, of course, with the precautionary tests they take—especially with a woman Franny's age—they already know the sex of the child; or someone knows. Not Franny—she didn't want to know. Who wants to know such things in advance? Who doesn't know that half of pleasure lies in the wonder of anticipation?