Your dreams are valid. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.

I guess I’ve always been attracted to secret societies and the mystery surrounding them.

When women are secret they are secret indeed; and more often then not they only begin to be secret with the advent of a second lover

A Christian is nothing more than a sinner who has found out their sinfulness, and has learned the blessed secret of living by faith in Christ.

Secret sins commonly lie nearest the heart

God sees us in secret, therefore, let, us seek his face in secret. Though heaven be God’s palace, yet it is not his prison

I want to be with those who know secret things or else alone.

Beneath the broad tides of human history there flow the stealthy undercurrents of the secret societies, which frequently determine in the depth the changes that take place upon the surface.

It was a difficult decision to say no twice to Barcelona. It was never a secret that I have admired them since I was a kid and that I always wished I could play for Barcelona. But life is made of hard decisions that sometimes go against what you dream of.

Singing is my passion, my first love and the secret of my energy. Music to me is like finding my inner self, my soul. It gives me a great joy to see audiences enjoying with me. I have given my heart to singing. When I sing, I can feel romance in everything around me.

[Good managers] know that people have ‘good’ sides and ‘bad’ sides and that the secret of good management is in magnifying the former and toning down the latter.

But more wonderful than the lore of old men and the lore of books is the secret lore of ocean.

The great secret of happiness in love is to be glad that the other fellow married her.

Here is an unspeakable secret: paradise is all around us and we do not understand.

I have only one desire, and that is the desire for solitude-to disappear into God, to be submerged in His peace, to be lost in the secret of His Face

In the secret of night, my prayer climbs like the liana, My prayer is, and I am not. It grows, and I perish. I have only my hard breath, my reason and my madness. I cling to the vine of my prayer. I tend it at the root of the stalk of night.

[Making people laugh] was a secret dream I kept and I didn’t tell anybody about it until I was about 18.

The secret of Buddhism is to remove all ideas, all concepts, in order for the truth to have a chance to penetrate, to reveal itself.

The secret of man’s being is not only to live but to have something to live for.

I don’t know who said that novelists read the novels of others only to figure out how they are written. I believe it’s true. We aren’t satisfied with the secrets exposed on the surface of the page: we turn the book around to find the seams.

The secret of good old-age is none other than an honest pact with solitude.