Quotes About Secrecy

If a psychiatric and scientific inquiry were to be made upon our rulers, mankind would be appalled at the disclosures.

All the same I wouldn't laugh about it, if I was you," Défago added, looking over Simpson's shoulder into the shadows. "There's places in there nobody won't never see into — nobody knows what lives in there either.

Do not menion them more than you help. Do not refer to them by name. To name is to reveal; it is the inevitable clue, and our only hope lies in ignoring them, in order that they may ignore us.

if they told their own stories, our whole society could fall apart. They have to think it's nothing. But—

Everything I think's private. I don't want the dead or telepaths to hear my mind.

I have to cover up a lot of parts of me. Everyone does.

Cloaking what? A further horror.

Any good photo is a secret of a secret. It's the unknowable glimpsed within a glimpse, the puzzle in plain sight. It's the question that makes us look for an answer we're never going to find. An open case. An unsolved mystery. A good still is never still - it's restive, alive.

Some men," she would add in ominous seriousness, "are nice as pie in public but within their own homes they are mean and miserly to those who have to live with them all the time. No one, perhaps, knows this except those who are captive within their houses.

Most men, if they're going to lie to a woman, would be far better off doing it over the phone, in a letter, or with all the lights off and a blanket over their heads.

The Iron Chef America producers would reveal to all the competitors three possibilities for the secret ingredient twenty-four hours before contests were shot.

Tell me or I'll yell for Mr. and Mrs. Baxter, and you can find out how bex became bex

I know in the spy movies it always looks really cool when the operative goes from a maid's uniform to a slinky, sexy, ballgown in the amount of time it takes an elevator to climb three floors. Well, I don't know how it is for TV spies, but I can tell you that even with Velcro, the art of the quick change is one that must take a lot of practice (not to mention better lighting than one is likely to find in a tunnel that was once part of the underground railroad).

Just so you know Gallagher Girl,' he whispered softly, 'I'm going to kiss you now.

Hey, Macey, sorry to drop in but Cammie just had to be alone with me. You know how she gets.

Trust. We stake our lives on it, but it's a subject that not even the Gallagher Academy can teach. When do you let your guard down? Who do you let in? And I knew at that moment, as I sat beside my mother, bathing in the warm spring light, that those were the questions a good spy never stops asking

I'd Tell You I Love You, But Then I'd Have to Kill You

If you can be still enough and common enough, then it's really easy to be invisible.

You know" - Hale's breath was warm against Kat's ear in the chilly ballroom- "I don't know that both of us really have to be here...." The slide changed. While hundreds of mathematicians waited with baited breath, the boy beside Kat whispered, "I could go make some calls... check on some things..." "Play some blackjack?" "Well, when in Rome..." "Rome is tomorrow, babe," Kat reminded him. He nodded. "Right.

It is a little-known fact about covert operations that you will spend a lot of time with people you can't really trust. They may be traitors and liars. We call them assets or informants. But mostly, in those days, I called him Zach.

I'm a spy, Cam. I was born to do this- to be this. It's in my blood. And I will do it until the day I die. It's who I am... The thing is I don't think you realise is... it's who you are too.

What are they after?" Kat asked. "Hard to say," Hale said; again, he eyed the room. "Who is that?" Macey asked. "The reason I wasn't flirting with you," Hale told her.

In a place where everyone knew my story, it was nice to know there was a chapter that ONLY I HAD TO READ. :)

Of course. Because at the Gallagher Academy, "precautions" usually equals "voluntary shock therapy.