Quotes About Secrecy

Was it you with Merchenko?" "Admit nothing, even on your deathbed. You might suddenly get better.

Tanana devojka što provejava kroz senke oko bezli?ne ku?e u vojnoj bazi, kao petnaestogodišnjakinja dovoljno žena da bude o?aravaju?a, ali i dovoljno devoj?ica da bude zabranjena.

It also made the government secretly eager to go far beyond that, at least until Edward Snowden ruined things.

Everyone, in some small secret sanctuary of the self, is nuts.

Tampoco era raro que hallasen algún niño de pecho oculto entre la ropa, y entonces lo guardaban para la «ducha siguiente».

In My Secret Life I saw you this morning, you were moving so fast. Can't seem to loosen my grip On the past. And I miss you so much, there's no one in sight. And we're still making love In my secret life. I smile when I am angry, I cheat and I lie, I do what I have to do to get by, In my secret life.

But of all other stupendous inventions, what sublimity of mind must have been his who conceived how to communicate his most secret thoughts to any other person, though very far distant either in time or place? And with no greater difficulty than the various arrangement of two dozen little signs upon paper? Let this be the seal of all the admirable inventions of man. —Galileo1

a whisperer of Yiddish—the lingua franca spoken by Jewish immigrants when they didn't want their American children to understand what they were saying

That's what living in their world is-a big lie. An illusion where everyone looks the other way and pretends that nothing unpleasant exists at all, no goblins of the dark, no ghosts of the soul.

It's Yiddish. Like…Ikh hob dikh lib." Evie narrowed her eyes in suspicion. "What does that mean?" Sam smiled. "Maybe one day I'll tell you.

You don't know me, dude, he says, not smiling this time. Gonzo examines his cards, prepping for his next move. People always think that they know other people, but they don't. Not really. I mean, maybe they know things about them, like they won't eat doughnuts or they like action movies or whatever. But they don't know what their friends do in their rooms alone at night or what happened to them when they were kids or if they feel ****ed up for no reason at all.

Oh, I didn't think it wise to hide it. Might not be able to find it again, I say, cheerily. It's sitting in plain view on your chair in the great hall. I do hope that was the best place for it.

No daughter would ever want to know these intimate details about her mother's life.

I have a blanket behind the seat, a thick wool one. We can cuddle on the bleachers, and with the blanket wrapped around us no one will know if I sneak a feel every now and then." "I'll know." "God, I hope so. If you don't, then I've either lost my touch or my aim.

Once you permit individuals to maneuver in secret, unasked, and for their own purposes, there is chaos.

Their work was undercover—yet their existence unconcealed. That is how fear works.

Spies have no sense of timing.

We live in what's called an open society, which of course means they open our emails, open our phone records, and open our medical records.

Society is a masked ball, where every one hides his real character, and reveals it by hiding.

Once a secret society establishes itself within an open society, there is no end to the hideous mistrust it must cause.

I grew up in a society where everything you did was eavesdropped on, recorded, snitched on. I had friends when we were kids getting into trouble for telling anecdotes about Communist leaders.

I never could see anything wrong in sensationalism; and I am sure our society is suffering more from secrecy than from flamboyant revelations.

In a society in which it is a moral offense to be different from your neighbor your only escape is to never let them find out.

There's been spying for years, there's been surveillance for years, and so forth, I'm not going to pass judgement on that, it's the nature of our society.