#secret

Desire! That's the one secret of every man's career. Not education. Not being born with hidden talents. Desire. ↗

— Bobby Unser

#born #career #desire #education #every

Okay, I'm going to let you in on a little secret: I'm a very superstitious person. I'm walking onto the plane as we speak. I'm putting my hands on the outside of the plane and my feet are on the lip of the plane. I have to do it every time before I fly. ↗

— Jessica Chastain

#every #every time #feet #fly #going

All my fiction starts from a feeling of unique perception, the pressure of a secret, a story that needs to be told. ↗

— Barry Unsworth

#fiction #needs #perception #pressure #secret

I think I will serve as secretary of state as my last public position. ↗

— Hillary Clinton

#i think #last #position #public #secretary

A man's true secrets are more secret to himself than they are to others. ↗

— Paul Valery

#man #more #others #secret #secrets

I know that's a secret, for it's whispered every where. ↗

— William Congreve

#i #know #secret #where #whispered

If you have a secret, people will sit a little bit closer. ↗

— Rob Corddry

#bit #closer #little #little bit #people

With 'Urban Secrets,' I just really liked the idea of wandering around chatting to people. ↗

— Alan Cumming

#chatting #i #idea #just #liked

For I did not want him to see, or to question me, for here contains already secrets, and my secrets are my fortune and my sanity. ↗

— Sebastian Barry

#scripture

There's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I'm too tough for him, I say, stay in there, I'm not going to let anybody see you. there's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I pur whiskey on him and inhale cigarette smoke and the whores and the bartenders and the grocery clerks never know that he's in there. there's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I'm too tough for him, I say, stay down, do you want to mess me up? you want to screw up the works? you want to blow my book sales in Europe? there's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I'm too clever, I only let him out at night sometimes when everybody's asleep. I say, I know that you're there, so don't be sad. then I put him back, but he's singing a little in there, I haven't quite let him die and we sleep together like that with our secret pact and it's nice enough to make a man weep, but I don't weep, do you? ↗

— Charles Bukowski

#secret