We always hate people who surprise our secrets…

The problem with secrets is that they don’t want to stay that way. They say information wants to be free. And maybe that’s the case. But what I do know is that every story wants...

I had to be right in never talking about what you could not change, and I had to make many people agree that I was right. None of them ever accused me of being responsible...

It was weird the way you could be friends with someone but not really know the ugly parts of their lives. We all had our secrets, I supposed.

I wanted only a familiar voice, someone who knew me. Not some earlier, larval version of myself. . .

But unshed tears can turn rancid. So can memory. So can biting your tongue. My bad nights were beginning. I couldn’t sleep.

I know a secret,and secrets breed paranoia.

Wesley’s touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both liars and con artists. That we will always have secrets, some...

What most people want to keep under wraps (from reporters) is trivial: petty jealousies, professional feuds, etc. By contrast, most of the things they have thought about most seriously all their lives they are perfectly...

I know what it’s like to have secrets. Ones that are way traumatic. Ones that are so awful you can’t tell anybody, even though you’re dying to. So I’m not going to talk about this...

It was always the secrets that hurt us, wasn’t it? Not the telling of them.

Even as a small child, I understood that woman had secrets, and that some of these were only to be told to daughters. In this way we were bound together for eternity.

There are some secrets darker than witchcraft.” – Aunt Dora

Then Cassie told her story. The feeling was like gathering up everything she’s ever done or felt or known up to that moment and tying it into a ball and pitching it with all her...

Self redemption is the first step to exoneration from guilt.

Nature is shy and noncommittal in a crowd. To learn her secrets, visit her alone or with a single friend, at most. Everything evades you, everything hides, even your thoughts escape you, when you walk...

A man who claims to be 32 degrees is one freezing freemason. That man must make love with all the warmth of a shadowy secret.

I used to pray you know, pray to God that He would somehow stop it. All the nights of listening to my mother scream and things breaking. Of holding my brother and sister and listening...

To let one into your mind was to give him or her all your secrets.

Don’t you ever want to have just one thing that no one else knows about, so no one can ruin it for you?

I love early snow now, though. Especially snow that happens when you least expect it and just sprinkles down for a while. It feels like a secret.

What you didn’t tell someone was just as debilitating as what you did.

They aren’t my secrets to tell.

He could hardly imagine anymore what his life would be without the weight of his hidden knowledge. He’d come to think of it as a kind of penance. It was self-destructive, he could see that,...

You are trying to lure us into revealing information you’re not entitled to? With chocolate and wine? Are you amateurs?

You are the keeper of my eternal secrets.

But nothing will help quite so much as just keeping quiet, talking with other people as little as possible, with yourself as much as possible. For conversation has a kind of charm about it, an...

All the secrets of the world worth knowing are hiding in plain sight.

But where corpses were buried secretly, there the grass grows thick; such signs (and there are ever so many others!) may be read by those to whom truth is more important than beauty.

Yes, women have always had secrets and always will. I’m afraid men would be very distressed to learn what their darlings were thinking. Frankly, I don’t think men are strong enough to bear the shock.

Losing your virginity is a lot like when you find out that Santa doesn’t exist… First you’re slightly disappointed, and then you’re happy because you’re in on the secret

Very strange things comes to our knowledge in families, miss; bless your heart, what you would think to be phenomenons, quite … Aye, and even in gen-teel families, in high families, in great families …...

There are many secrets; don’t try to resolve them all.

Fred and George, however, found all this very funny. They went out oftheir way to march ahead of Harry down the corridors, shouting, “Make way forthe Heir of Slytherin, seriously evil wizard coming through ……Percy...

It’s not the substance of what you make known to me that’s beautiful; it’s the opening of your heart. It is the ‘yes’ in your heart to be mine. The fact that you are revealing...

When you do a reality show and host shows, it’s hard to have secrets.

Every day it got swept. All of the dirt each piece of dust and even the tiniest bread crumb of secret midnight snacks. It lay under that rug.Years went by nobody noticed it’s more defeated...

It isn’t a secret, unless keeping it hurts.

Her exceptional beauty also helps her to keep her secrets. Most people tend to think the best of those who are blessed with beauty; we have difficulty imagining that physical perfection can conceal twisted emotions...

He was mocking me. I could see his mouth beginning to lift in a maddening smirk, a smile that was half sardonic and half secretive, as if the fate of the world depended on the...

I’m never getting a tattoo. My secrets are etched safely on the inside and I intend to keep them there.

Secrets—even in hardened criminals, they were just air pockets lodged under debris at the bottom of an ocean. It might take an earthquake, or you scuba diving down there, sifting through the sludge, but their...

Secrets are festering parasites to a relationship, devouring their hosts from within, leaving behind a empty hollow husk of what once was.

Like icebergs, people normally expose only a small part of themselves, and generally just the part they wish to show.

I was trying to unravel the complicated trigonometry of the radical thought that silence could make up the greatest lie ever told.

We carry secrets under our skin like shrapnel. Our surface wounds heal, but the damage festers underneath while we worry what tiny pieces will work their way to the surface for the world to see.

She said she never wanted to have secrets from me nor from herself, which is why she wanted to write down everything that otherwise would be hard to talk about. As I said, later I...

Then the truth began to reveal itself, as it always does. truth seeks the light of day,needs it just like we need air, and so it finds ways to seep out of the sturdiest. most...

I was increasingly both horrified and sceptical about these memories – I had no recall of these things at all, though I couldn’t imagine why I’d want to make it all up either. It felt...

A benefit of friendship is knowing whom to tell secrets to.