Best 3188 quotes in «secret quotes» category

My fashion secret is "SIMPLE IS BETTER...LESS IS MORE.

My friends tease me about the fact that if someone seems bad or shady or like they have a secret, I find them incredibly interesting.

My gravest secret is that I really did fake the moon landing. On Venus!

My guideline has always been to avoid a focus on me personally. Not because of any deep, dark secrets. Rather just a sense of privacy.

My Hinduism teaches me to respect all religions. In this lies the secret of Ramarajya.

My ideal world was the early days of Twitter, where everyone was curious about each other and everyone saw it as kind of a window into people's lives where we could be compassionate and curious and empathetic and we could tell each other secrets.

My husband regarded my prison past as a dirty secret and never asked me one single question about it. But what I had experienced and witnessed was eating at me and I needed to "tell somebody.

My joy will be in serving.

My life has been the antithesis of that book 'The Secret'. I've always been interested in doing what I do. I love storytelling and I really enjoyed acting, but it never seemed like a realistic thing.

My little animal secrets must remain my little animal secrets. How I do my nails, that is really my business.

My mind is full of secrets I'm too afraid to tell. My body's full of longing for you to know me well.

My most intimate secrets? Well, if I told you those they wouldn't be secrets now, would they? Seriously though I don't have too many secrets. I'm a very open and honest person, sometimes too honest for my own good.

My number one beauty secret is to stay true to yourself and figure out what works best for your body.

My one main secret I did right after my pageants days, is I only wash my hair once a week. I tell everyone, 'You have to stop washing your hair so much!'

My past is no secret to anyone. I'm a blackguard and a sinner, and everyone knows it. These days, that's almost an asset to being a politician.

My pictures had and have secret lives, and so there were things I did not tell, a lot of stuff I did not say back then which I'm saying now... I intend to continue allowing forms of secret life to paintings I'm working on right now because it excites me to do that.

My power will be in humility.

My secret for success? I don't know what the hell success means.

My secret is that I have never thought there is a secret to anything in life. Passion. Love. Drive. Work. Work. Work. Dull but true.

My scientific work is motivated by an irresistible longing to understand the secrets of nature not by other feelings.

My secret is a very simple one: I pray. To pray to Christ is to love him.

My secret to staying young... Having no sense of time.

My secrets are petty but humiliating.

My secret to success is that I've always loved good music and people.

Myself, I'm a pothead. It's no secret. Everyone knows that. I go on the road and forget everything else

My secret indulgent food is dessert. I have an incredible sweet tooth - chocolate pudding with vanilla ice-cream or trifle and pavlova. I do love dessert.

My secret is I cannot go to bed, I cannot sleep, if my bed is not made before I go to bed. I can leave it unmade in the morning, but I have to remake it before I get into it to sleep.

My secret is simple -- I pray.

My secret passion is motorbikes. I want a Kawasaki Ninja.

My secret vice is Sudoku puzzles. Can't stop playing them. My parents are accountants. I blame them entirely.

My secret is practice.

My sons are very protective and loving towards me, but I don't know what's in their secret minds about me.

Myth is the secret opening through which the inexhaustible energies of the cosmos pour into human manifestation.

My tricks are, I get Botox in my forehead-I just have my doctor do a little shot there. if you overdo, it looks bad. I believe in just a little bit. It allows you to keep that mobility in your face. It's a great little secret.

My turning point was my pilgrimage to Santiago de Compostela. It was then that I, who had dedicated most of my life to penetrate the 'secrets' of the universe, realized that there are no secrets. Life is and will always be a mystery.

My thoughts, imprisoned in my secret woes, with flamy breaths do issue oft in sound.

My vote is my secret.

My secrets must be poetic to be believable.

My secret to having a happy relationship is having a sense of humour and giving one another space: your own space.

My witness is, that those who are honoured of their Lord in public, have usually to endure a secret chastening, or to carry a peculiar cross, lest by any means they exalt themselves, and fall into the snare of the devil.

My worryingly paradoxical thought process could be summarized thus: Thank God I don't believe in the secret rulers of the world. Imagine what the secret rulers of the world might do to me if I did!

Nature conceals her secrets because she is sublime, not because she is a trickster.

Nature, keeping only useless secrets, had placed within reach and in sight of human beings the things it was necessary for them to know.

Nature does not reveal all her secrets at once. We imagine we are initiated in her mysteries: we are, as yet, but hanging around her outer courts.

Nature tells every secret once.

Nature! We live in her midst and know her not. She is incessantly speaking to us, but betrays not her secret. We constantly act upon her, and yet have no power over her. Variant: NATURE! We are surrounded and embraced by her: powerless to separate ourselves from her, and powerless to penetrate beyond her.

Nature yields her most profound secrets to the person who is determined to uncover them.

Neither had Watt of the Steam engine a heroic origin, any kindred with the princes of this world. The princes of this world were shooting their partridges... While this man with blackened fingers, with grim brow, was searching out, in his workshop, the Fire-secret.

Neel takes a sharp breath and I know exactly what it means. It means: I have waited my whole life to walk through a secret passage built into a bookshelf.

Neither in my private life nor in my writings, have I ever made a secret of being an out-and-out unbeliever.