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I have unclasp'd to thee the book even of my secret soul.
Secrets, like tyrants, have influence that extends far beyond their own thrones. To silence their oppressive powers, they must be uncrowned.
O divine art of subtlety and secrecy! Through you we learn to be invisible, through you inaudible, and hence we can hold the enemy's fate in our hands.
Undrape! you are not guilty to me, nor stale nor discarded,
I see through the broadcloth and gingham whether or no,
And am around, tenacious, acquisitive, tireless, and cannot be shaken away.
I did not deceive you, mon ami. At most, I permitted you to deceive yourself.
I will confess!" shrieked Teufel, "I will confess!"
"Excellent," said Glokta brightly.
"Excellent," said Severard.
"Etherer," said Practical Frost.
a cipher, composed entirely of the jumbled reflections of what he thinks other people want to see.
For thogh we slepe, or wake, or rome, or ryde, Ay fleeth the tyme; it nyl no man abyde.
No matter how grave the secret, how imperative absolute silence, someone would always feel the urge to confess, and an unleashed secret is a terrible force.
Secrets are revealed as you are ready to understand them.
We're a couple of ciphers who got pushed around. We don't know what happened; just that we don't like it.
Everything in our universe is ciphered and to know the cipher is to know the thing - and to know the thing is to command it.
Secrets turn powerless in the open air.
I am the mess that only you can decipher.
It may come as a surprise to many that there are ciphers (coded messages indicated by a letter or group of letters) in the Bible. Some are hidden; some, when revealed, are a key part of the narrative itself
The most precious secret has been leaked:
There is no Opposition!
Deceivers are the most dangerous members of society. They trifle with the best affections of our nature, and violate the most sacred obligations.
We'll need you to unlock your desk, sir."
"Sorry," Dreyfuss said. "Not until I've read this form."
"You haven't ... looked at it."
"And I'm a very slow reader. Sometimes I wonder if I'm dyslexic.
Secrets are destructive.
Vaults. In due time, the fraud is manifest, and words lose all power to stimulate the understanding or the affections. Hundreds of writers may be found in every long-civilized nation, who for a short time believe,
The original eight cryptanalysts were supplemented, after Pearl Harbor, by some of the musicians from the band of the sunken battleship California. For reasons no one understood, musicians were good at decoding.
Muscle, had goggled him and muzzled him - goggled his mind, muzzled his speech, goggled his perception, muzzled his protest.
I waive the quantum o' the sin, The hazard of concealing; But, och! it hardens a' within, And petrifies the feeling!
From infancy on, we are all spies; the shame is not this but that the secrets to be discovered are so paltry and few.
I'm a strong believer in strong encryption.
Now, it's finally time to reveal some secrets.
If you practise deceit it will burrow down into dark places and change you.
Spoken by Boaz to his daughter, Star.
Now comes the mystery! (last words)
Decency is indecency's conspiracy of silence
I feel like I'd be good at 'Password.' Or 'Pyramid.'
But I've got you, you're caught! For a half-hellhound like you are, Solomon's Key is what is called for.
Welcome, thou kind deceiver!
Thou best of thieves: who, with an easy key,
Dost open life, and, unperceived by us,
Even steal us from ourselves.
Secrets, once spoken, have a way of running away from you. They cannot be gathered in again.
For, I must tell you, in this world where today all lose their minds over many & wondrous Machines
some of which, alas, you can see also in this Siege
I construct Aristotelian Machines, that allow anyone to see with Words ...
In the house of shadows where the legend rises the deciphering begins
It may be roundly asserted that human ingenuity cannot concoct a cipher which human ingenuity cannot resolve.
Awaken my strength.
What we conceal Is always more than what we dare confide. Think of the letters that we write our dead.
If its deep mystery we would sound;
Only secrets can be conquered'- most of all the secrets that lie within ourselves.
Our human experience, like the World War II Ultra code-breaking machine, catches the heavy traffic of messages about what we really do and what is done to us every day.
There is not a crime, there is not a dodge, there is not a trick, there is not a swindle, there is not a vice which does not live by secrecy.
There are secrets that kill. But
You have revealed me to myself. You have seen through me and explained me to myself.
Speech does not always unravel matters. Words can betray you, their labyrinthine threads tangled in knots, for we were cursed at that great tower of Babel, to speak always in riddles and never yet to comprehend.
The opportunity to decieve others is ever present and often tempting, and each instance of deception casts us onto some of the steepest ethical terrain we ever cross.
You are my password. People can unlock me through you.
When a precious secret is collected It tends to glow in the darkness. Placed in daylight, fitted along a wide landscape of fact, it often loses its brilliance.
I feel that I am merely an agent, giving you some keys that have been given to me to pass on to you. These keys are to unlock doors out of your present prison. Doors opening onto new vistas. Doors beyond where you are now.
She knew only one hint left by Rob: Enigma. There had been a few genius mathematicians who invented much more than a computing-like device, they figured out one of the most important intelligence formulas. Rob had programmed it in the Mold language.
If you believe you are beyond harm, will you go inside? Will you enter this palace so prominent in blood and glory, follow your face through the web-spanned dark, toward the exquisite chiming of the clavier? The alarms cannot see us. The wet policeman lurking in the doorway cannot see us. Come ...
It is one of the most mysterious penalties of men that they should be forced to confide the most precious of their possessions to things so unstable and ever changing, alas, as words.
Betray not a secret even though racked by wine or wrath.
Key the mind, and set the soul free.
I want you
to undress me
to the sound
of all your
defenses
collapsing.
Encryption matters, and it is not just for spies and philanderers.
Mystery and terror are the bulwarks of tyranny.
Codebreakers are linguistic alchemists, a mystical tribe attempting to conjure sensible words out of meaningless symbols.
A secret spoken finds wings.
In every cry of every man,
In every infant's cry of fear,
In every voice, in every ban,
The mind-forged manacles I hear.
Renunciation, and renunciation alone, is the real secret, the Mulamantra, of all Realisation.
What was unspeakable found voice and its bleating froze the air for a moment hacked from the fabric of time as the secret of all stabbed at his ears.
The man who shouts every time he loses his house keys is betraying a beautiful but rash faith in a universe in which keys never go astray.
For secrets are edged tools, And must be kept from children and from fools.
When the imagination sleeps, words are emptied of their meaning: a deaf population absent-mindedly registers the condemnation of a man ... there is no other solution but to speak out and show the obscenity hidden under the verbal cloak.
Deceivers are the most hideous creatures in the world
Silence, maiden; thy tongue outruns thy discretion.
I have sinned in that I have betrayed the innocent blood
Speech is the deadliest of revealers.' - Hercule Poirot, Cards on the Table
Let me reveal or be revealed by yourself
Words are sigils that can hide the coded language of your Soul.
It is evident that we are hurrying onward to some exciting knowledge - some never-to-be-imparted secret, whose attainment is destruction.
My truths are all foreknown,This anguish self-revealed.I'm naked to the bone,With nakedness my shield.
Every code must be reversed; every barrier thrown down; party must unite with party, country with country, and continent with continent.
Our hearts thundered against each other, speaking in Morse code just how precious this was
What a fool, quoth he, am I, thus to lie in a stinking dungeon, when I may as well walk at liberty! I have a key in my bosom, called Promise, that will, I am persuaded, open any lock in Doubting Castle.
In a language known to us, we have substituted the opacity of the sounds with the transparence of the ideas. But a language we donot know is a closed place in which the one we love can deceive us, making us, locked outside and convulsed in our impotence, incapable of seeing or preventing anything.
Let us listen to the voice of the Lord, for He has declared the secret. He
A language which we do not know is a fortress sealed.
We tell our secrets to the dark.
When you are entrusted with a secret, you become irrevocably accountable for what you do or don't do after your mind is colored by the knowledge of it.
Let the letters clash forming an invisible meaning of a sunny night, freezing chimney, and silent screams. When words betray you, hold on to your imagination.
Who entereth herein, a conqueror hath bin; Who slayeth the dragon, the shield he shall win.
A part of me was hoping someone would wake up and hear, so I wouldn't have to live with this lie anymore. But no one woke up and in the silence that followed, I understood the nature of my new curse: I was going to get away with it.
Secrets hold the power to change everything, which is why they must always be concealed. But secrets can never truly be hidden and when they're revealed, brace yourself." DJ Benz
There was a door to which I found no key: There was the veil through which I might not see.
Silence never yet betrayed any one!
The truth has not so much set us free as it has ripped away a carefully constructed facade, leaving us naked to begin again.
There comes a time when deceit and defiance must be seen for what they are. At that point, a gathering danger must be directly confronted. At that point, we must show that beyond our resolutions is actual resolve.
Dr K. relishes the pleasures (but only, as he notes himself, the pleasures) of being declassed.
No one demands more caution than a spy, and when someone has the skeleton key to minds, counter him by leaving the key of caution inside, on the other side of the keyhole.
We'll tell our secrets to the dark.
Cryptography shifts the balance of power from those with a monopoly on violence to those who comprehend mathematics and security design.
I learnt the verbs of will, and had my secret;
The code of night tapped on my tongue;
What had been one was many sounding minded.
Sir, can you hear me?" Another cry. But this time, a voice I don't detest.
"Sire, please, can you hear me-"
"I've been shot, Delalieu," I manage to say. I open my eyes. Look into his watery ones. "I haven't gone deaf.
Every day, thousands of confessions are kept from their would-be confessors, none of these people knowing that their never-admitted secrets all boil down to the same three words: I am afraid.
We live in an age which is so possessed by demons, that soon we shall only be able to do goodness and justice in the deepest secrecy, as if it were a crime.
But a word once spoken who can recapture it?
Deceit with sternness, ignorance with pride,
Reverence invites Revelation