#secret

Do not reveal what you have thought upon doing, but by wise council keep it secret being determined to carry it into execution. ↗

— Chanakya

#carry #council #determined #doing #execution

From a scientist's perspective, to understand everything that you need to know about human beings, you only have to tinker with all the mechanical parts of genes and the brain until there are no more secrets left. ↗

— Deepak Chopra

#beings #brain #everything #genes #human

Probably the most useful thing I can do as secretary of state is to assist the president in adapting and renewing the transnational institutions that were created after World War II. ↗

— Warren Christopher

#after #assist #created #i #i can

As Secretary of Housing, I do have to express alarm, signal the alarm if you will, that the potential for homelessness to grow is there. ↗

— Henry Cisneros

#express #grow #homelessness #housing #i

I beg. I call. I badger. I cajole. Part of the secret is everyone has fun and that's really motivating. ↗

— Katie Couric

#beg #call #everyone #fun #i

The secret of my success is a two word answer: Know people. ↗

— Harvey S. Firestone

#answer #know #people #secret #success

Let judges secretly despair of justice: their verdicts will be more acute. Let generals secretly despair of triumph; killing will be defamed. Let priests secretly despair of faith: their compassion will be true. ↗

— Leonard Cohen

#be true #compassion #despair #faith #generals

The secret of joy in work is contained in one word - excellence. To know how to do something well is to enjoy it. ↗

— Pearl S. Buck

#enjoy #excellence #how #joy #know

To whom, then, must I dedicate my wonderful, surprising and interesting adventures? to whom dare I reveal my private opinion of my nearest relations? the secret thoughts of my dearest friends? my own hopes, fears, reflections and dislikes? Nobody! ↗

— Frances Burney

#dare #dearest #dedicate #dislikes #fears

When the girl didn’t move Gavin summoned her near with his fingers. His heart thrummed as she obeyed, stepping up close to him. Her young stature was much shorter than his tall, wiry form. Gavin regarded her prettiness - pale cheeks, pink lips, inquisitive eyes. Fascinated by her, he longed to know her name. “Who are you?” he asked. He heard the girl utter the same question at the same time. Cocking his head, he claimed, “I asked you first.” “No you didn’t,” she protested, shaking her red-hooded head, “I asked you at the same time you asked me.” Gavin grinned at her insistence. It was hard for him not to chuckle. “Well, then, I suppose we’ll have to go with ‘girls first’.” His grin widened into a white smile. The girl gestured to herself. “I’m Little Red Riding Hood.” He recognized the name of a fairytale character, and groaned under his breath at not having discovered this dreamer’s real name. “Actually,” she confessed almost immediately, “I’m not really Red Riding Hood. My name is Annabelle, but I’m pretending to be her because……well……because this is my dream and that’s what I wish to dream about.” Oh glorious day! He’d learned her name! Annabelle! Annabelle! What a perfectly sweet sound was this utterance of…..Annabelle. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#dreamland #dreams #gavin #richelle #richelle-goodrich