Be careful who you tell your secrets to because when situations change… sometimes, so do people.

She was flushed and felt intoxicated with the sound of her own voice and the unaccustomed taste of candor. It muddled her like wine, or like a first breath of freedom.

It should be a great meet. There are no secrets, and it always will come down to the beam.

I would have had to kill him, and Death, you know, keeps secrets better even than a guilty Roman.

Some secrets are meant to stay secret forever.

Secrets. Everyone has them. The light of day and truth reveal some secrets to be nagging obsessions or habits, while other secrets may be as incriminating as a literal decaying skeleton in one’s closet.

I’m good at keeping secrets, but if it’s not something super serious I usually tell people not to tell me because I’ll tell someone else.

In our not-yet-acknowledged secret garden lie the seeds of some of our best not-yet-written stories

Life is like a roller-coaster with thrills, chills, and a sigh of relief.

Listen to the trees as they sway in the wind.Their leaves are telling secrets. Their bark sings songs of olden days as it grows around the trunks. And their roots give names to all things.Their...

Our secrets, odd or not, are the pins that keep our inner life in place: the inform our psyche with meaning.

I had a dream about you. It’s been a while since I could remember any of my dreams, and still, this one has left me with such strong impression. Even now, when I am fully...

Have you ever done something that you were really ashamed of? I mean somehing so bad you felt sick just thinking about it?”Everyone has. Why, what’d you do?”I didn’t say goodbye to Mum.”That’s not so...

Some secrets are like fossils and the stone has become too heavy to turn over.

And we kissed again. It was a warm, indescribably lovely feeling. But it was more than just physical. It was a dialogue between two young people with high ideals and a Big Plan. It was...

The secrets that lead to extraordinary success, won’t make sense to ordinary minds

There is very seldom any true secret.

How can I pretend that nothing happened?

The time for lies and secrets is over,” she meowed. “The truth must come out. Starclan was wrong not to tell you who you were a long time ago.

Reader: Dear Mr. Snicket, What is the best way to keep a secret? Lemony Snicket : Tell it to everyone you know, but pretend you are kidding.

His shirt is rumpled. His fingers, long and slender, are stained yellow at the tips from smoking. His mind is always on something else. My mind is busy, too, reading every cue and signal, keeping...

All of us have secrets in our lives. We’re keepers or keptfrom, players or played. Secrets and cockroaches — that’s what will be left at the end of it all.

We priests are the surgeons of souls, and it is our duty to deliver them of shameful secrets they would fain conceal, with hands careful to neither wound no pollute.

Margarita mėgdavo sakyti, kad yra dvi rūšys moterų: tos, kurios matomos kiaurai, ir tos, kurios nešioja paslaptį. Ir kad tai yra svarbiausia, ką vyrai išsyk pajunta, ir svarbiausia, kas juos patraukia arba ne. Vienus traukia...

You can have your secret as long as I have your heart[.]

Secrets have a cost, they are not for free.

Too long spent denying each other, we no longer hid our want.

The best secrets are the most twisted

I think about pressing myself against him, but I can’t, because all our secrets would keep a space between us.

Once exposed, a secret loses all its power.

But who ever yet was offered a secret and declined it? Who at least ever declined a love secret? What sister could do so?

I never lie,” I said offhand. “At least not to those I don’t love.

I always feel anxious if anyone’s close to uncovering my secrets.

Wakati mwingine tukitaka kufanikiwa lazima tujifunze kutunza siri.

No duh, Susan said. You are like a walking vault of things you don’t tell people. People who have secrets should pay you to hold on to them for them. You could be like a...

There are some secrets which do not permit themselves to be told. Men die nightly in their beds, wringing the hands of ghostly confessors, and looking them piteously in the eyes — die with despair...

I used to want to understand how the world worked. Little things, like heavy stuff goes at the bottom of the laundry bag, or big things, like the best way to get a boy to...

There are no secrets about the world of nature. There are secrets about the thoughts and intentions of men.

As for her, I’d forgotten her for the moment. So I shall never understand why, suddenly, bewilderingly, I was certain that everything I had imagined to be truth was false. False. Only the magic and...

The entire population of Blackfin maintained a wary distance from her, as though the skeletons in their closets were spring-loaded and ready to burst out onto the front lawn.

Secrets, once spoken, have a way of running away from you. They cannot be gathered in again.

Everyone you trust, everyone you think can count on, will eventually disappoint you. When left to their own devices, people lie and keep secrets and change and disappear…

Those who support such survivors of abuse often find it difficult to hear the reality of those survivors’ lives and experience and are often unsupported themselves. Rather than being supported, workers are often ridiculed, castigated...

Will you promise to keep this to yourself, to not tell anyone of what we are?” By his words you’d think he was giving me a choice. Like I could say,no deal, honey bunch, I’m...

And so the game went on in this manner, a throng of children playing keep-away from a bowling ball tossed back and forth between two plump ogres. The air filled with shrieks and cheers and...

The Sick RoseO Rose, thou art sick.The invisible worm That flies in the nightIn the howling stormHas found out thy bed Of crimson joy,And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy.

Più che altro, però, avevo avuto la sensazione di avere bisogno del cielo immenso e di quello spazio infinito per far sembrare le mie rivelazioni abbastanza piccole e sopportabili

Victoria’s got her secrets. Hey, so do I!

Nothing in this world is hidden forever. The gold which has lain for centuries unsuspected in the ground, reveals itself one day on the surface. Sand turns traitor, and betrays the footstep that has passed...

In the end, it was the secrets that held me hostage and fuelled my depression, but, once released, emancipation – from fear, shame, guilt and judgement – was finally possible.