“There is no success where there are no secrets.”

“One secret to living a great and successful life is to learn to develop and improve your potentials. Keep working on them, keep exercising and putting them to use. They get better and better the more you cultivate them.”

“Sir Henry fixed him with a keen eye.’Odd name, Tom Skatt – eh?”Thats right”You don’t think we could be related?’Tom looked up at his great-great-great-uncle and smiled.’I don’t think so”No,’ grinned Sir Henry “no, of course not”

“A funeral is no place for secrets.”

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

“So he was queer, E.M. Forster. It wasn’t his middle name (that would be ‘Morgan’), but it was his orientation, his romping pleasure, his half-secret, his romantic passion. In the long-suppressed novel Maurice the title character blurts out his truth, ‘I’m an unspeakable of the Oscar Wilde sort.’ It must have felt that way when Forster came of sexual age in the last years of the 19th century: seriously risky and dangerously blurt-able. The public cry had caught Wilde, exposed and arrested him, broken him in prison. He was one face of anxiety to Forster; his mother was another. As long as she lived (and they lived together until she died, when he was 66), he couldn’t let her know.”

“My heart, for unknown reasons, seems to freeze in motion in my chest. I can see he senses it and he holds his pause to enjoy my suffering, prolonging my ignorance. “Viktor, what?”

“The evidence of paranormal research shows that there is a part of our being that knows far more than the conscious mind. And the evidence of mystics through the ages suggests that there is a part of our being that knows even greater secrets than this.”

“We were kids, bound by secrets. We’d taken vows, the sort of oaths that kids make. Secrets that we swore to each other we would never repeat. I wanted to tell someone and I often thought about it, even years later.”

“We were kids, bound by secrets. We’d taken vows, the sort of oaths that kids make. Secrets that we swore to each other we would never repeat. I wanted to tell someone and I often thought about it, even years later. ‘Silkworm Secrets’ Lea Davey”

“Eyes hold the secret of the universe within their depths.”

“Not all secrets are spoken with whispers in mind.”

“Never shut out the natural curiosity your mind has. Life wants you to continually expand upon your knowledge base. You will be surprised the few secrets people keep and will give up with an innocently-framed question.”