Quotes About Secrecy

When I'm in the U.K. - and I'm here more than people would think - I tend to keep a very low profile.

Being the way I used to be didn't really fit the family profile. I was always loved but if, say, Dad had an interesting business idea I'd be the last person he'd want to share it with in case I blew the lid on it.

In general, you don't want competitors to understand your business outside of telling people your revenue and profitability numbers.

It's hard to have that debate around secret programs authorized by secret legal opinions issued by a secret court. Actually, it's impossible to have that debate.

I never talk about my next project.

When I make a promise about keeping something in confidence, I do.

I worked every day there, so I knew all the details. But I needed only some proof. So the proof was photos.

The laws have become so straight-jacketing that presidents and their aides dare not keep journals or diaries, lest they be subpoenaed by avid special prosecutors.

Keep the problems of clients and prospects confidential. Divulge information only with their consent.

The idea of the mask in any scenario has always fascinated me. Not only does it protect identity, it also allows one to hide.

We are all, in a sense, experts on secrecy. From earliest childhood we feel its mystery and attraction. We know both the power it confers and the burden it imposes. We learn how it can delight, give breathing space and protect.

What did U.S. officials have to lose by saying that bin Laden was being protected by the Pakistanis, if it were true?

Marriage seems to be predicated on protecting a very deep and intimate form of mystery.

I'm fiercely protective of my privacy.

I am protective of my own personal life, but I must confess that I enjoy watching people that don't mind telling it all.

I love strong encryption. It protects us in so many ways from bad people. But it takes us to a place - absolute privacy - that we have not been to before.

OR. For night is the time for thieves, the light for truth.

I was worried about my own vagina. It needed a context of other vaginas-- a community, a culture of vaginas. There's so much darkness and secrecy surrounding them-- like the Bermunda Triangle.

I can't tell you just how wonderful she is. I don't want you to know. I don't want any one to know.

Yet high over the city our line of yellow windows must have contributed their share of human secrecy to the casual watcher in the darkening streets, and I was him too, looking up and wondering. I was within and without, simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life.

The strongest guard is placed at the gateway to nothing. Maybe because the condition of emptiness is too shameful to be divulged.

I wanted to get out and walk eastward toward the park through the soft twilight, but each time I tried to go I became entangled in some wild, strident argument which pulled me back, as if with ropes, into my chair. Yet high over the city our line of yellow windows must have contributed their share of human secrecy to the casual watcher in the darkening streets... I saw him too, looking up and wondering. I was within and without.

At this point Jordan and I tried to go, but Tom and Gatsby insisted with competitive firmness that we remain - as though neither of them had anything to conceal and it would be a privilege to partake vicariously of their emotions.

They proceeded with an infinite guile that would have horrified her parents.