Quotes About Secrecy

I kept a notebook, a surreptitious journal in which I jotted down phrases, technical data, miscellaneous information, names, dates, places, telephone numbers, thoughts, and a collection of other data I thought was necessary or might prove helpful.

Henry Kissinger never wanted the 20,000 pages of his telephone transcripts made public - not while he was alive, at any rate.

My father was in the army, and you know not to talk about things on the telephone that you wouldn't want to hear transmitted.

My last name is like 'Voldemort.' It's the name that cannot be said on television. It adds a sort of mystery to me, and I like that.

When I was in the Sex Pistols, I listened to Boston. But I couldn't tell anybody, you know. I'd get lynched.

I have no intention of telling people what I have for breakfast.

I don't like telling people what my plans are, because I have big plans.

In the past, if I was in the middle of a situation involving my personal life, I was always keeping it to me and my family. I wasn't explaining or telling the fans what was going on because they don't need to know.

In families like mine, there is no crime worse than telling the truth.

The behavior of any bureaucratic organization can best be understood by assuming that it is controlled by a secret cabal of its enemies.

When you see someone, all you see is what they let you see.

Let's build a house of human pieces, arms and hair, not telling any one.

I'll win the way I always do by being gone when they come. When they look, they'll see nothing of me and where I am they'll not know. This, I thought, is my way and right or wrong it's me. Being dead, then, I'll have won completely.

It was a telling point: Roosevelt met with Truman only twice during the eighty-two days of his fourth term, and their discussions were brief and perfunctory. Roosevelt apparently believed that his health problems would not cut short his life, or at least would not affect him before the war ended. Moreover, he didn't seem to think that Truman needed to know about the atomic bomb or postwar plans. This may

Here's the bottom line: The secret world of intelligence--at least in the United States of America--represents everything wrong with the government, the industrial era, our financial-economic system, and our ethics.

I am a patriot. I have always sought to serve my country, in theory a Republic. Learning that secrecy was evil rather than good was my first step. From there it was a steady march toward open-source everything. Now I see all the evil that secrecy enables in a corrupt Congress, a corrupt Executive, a corrupt economy, and a corrupt society. I see that the greatest service I or any other person can render to the Republic is to march firmly, non-violently, toward open-source everything.

Put in the bluntest possible terms, what I discovered was that the U.S. secret intelligence community was collecting only information it considered secret, while ignoring the eighty to ninety percent of the information in the world, in all languages, that was not secret.

I will say that again in a different way: the persistent unethical and ignorant emphasis on secrecy and on making decisions for partisan advantage or to pay off campaign contributors and select insiders is not sustainable. We the People have an opportunity to embrace this manifesto of Open-Source Everything and bury 'rule of secrecy.' This is why I am optimistic about the future.

Best place to hide was in a crowd.

If one's enemies know where you are, no matter how well protected you are, you can be gotten.

You're like everyone else, Strike; you want your civil liberties when you've told the missus you're at the office and you're at a lap-dancing club, but you want twenty-four-hour surveillance on your house when someone's trying to force your bathroom window open. Can't have it both ways.

I was nearly christened Eric Bloom Strike,' he said and Robin choked on her water. He laughed as she coughed into a napkin. 'Let's face it, Cormoran's not much bloody better. Cormoran Blue—' ' Blue? ' 'Blue Öyster Cult, aren't you listening?' 'God,' said Robin. 'You keep that quiet.' 'Wouldn't you?

Lately she had become simply grateful for time without Matthew, when she could relax, not having to hide anything, whether the work she was doing on the Chiswell case or the panic attacks that must be conducted quietly, without fuss, on the bathroom floor.

As long as you don't have to see it, all good, eh?